Closing A Case [II]

**AGENT MICHAEL**

"What do you mean the subpoena wasn't granted?"

I slammed the file across the desk

The lower agent winced at my tone. He better be playing a very bad joke on me or is talking about the wrong file because the district attorney will get an earful from me if it turns out that the subpoena was indeed declined.

A breakthrough in this case, I'm not about to let anyone come into this and ruin it.

"You can go."

I waved him off and grabbed the nearby phone.

Punching in the number, I placed it over my ears listening to its ring and awaiting a voice.

"This is Agent Michael from the FBI, I'd like to speak with the district attorney. Tell him it's urgent."

I tapped repeatedly over my desk. There was a short delay, I hope she's switching it to his line.

"He'll take you now."

She announced, there was a beep then another voice sounded.

"Agent Michael of the FBI, to what do I owe this phone call."

He chirped, his tone not giving me any bad vibes, but he's also not signing off on the