Seeing how easily Tyson cooperated after being lied to make Theo wish he had done so sooner. He listened intently before taking both hands and lacing his fingers together as he studied the man. “Illegal weapons, or just your everyday things?” Theo asked, quirking his brows lightly, flashing the man a smile.
“I understand your boss probably wouldn’t want you talking with this about me, but I’m not here to snoop around on your or your boss. I was looking for someone else..so if you happen to want to tell me the names on that file, and if it’s someone I’m looking for..Maybe you can help me, and I’ll let you go. And the CIA will never hear of this, I promise.” How smoothly he was lying took Theo by surprise for a moment before he shrugged it off. Maybe he’d talk to his own bosses about doing undercover work.
He shrugged. Not moving out of his defensive position “I don’t know. The g-goons chasing after me made it a little hard to c-check them. I just got the titles and a quick glance to see they’re t-the correct files before I was b-being shot at. I was going to g-go over them once I left the bushes but then y-you showed up.”
At the Tyson shook his head. “Y-you’d still have to report how you found t-them if they were some of those on my list. Then m-my name would come up as a flagged name and they’d s-send you back after me. I’m not dumb, Sir. I was in the a-army I know proceeders for any law inforcement. By l-law you’re obliged to tell them. I’m not g-going to be let go, all that’s happened is you’ve taken me f-from a lake and put me in a barrel to be shot later.” His hand shifted awkwardly over the dent, it always bothered him more when he was feeling pinned.