5-6 mins for whole chapter 1 : 3 scenes

The NRD

FBI domestic terrorism wing in NYC.

David is sitting on a couch in the reception. He is here on behalf of Declan. He has been waiting for more than 2 hours .  When he arrived  he asked to meet with someone about Declan's Kidnapping. Domino cards started falling from there. David is sure he definitely touched a tip of some big issue. He isn’t even allowed to take a leak. He sat there as a witness to officers passing him and getting into the meeting room. Though he was not very much interested when Declan asked him, now after seeing all these he has been itching to get the bottom of it. As a result he takes a desperate measure. He has seen this kind of hurried walking of agents in the past, that means there is an urgent meeting. He needs ears inside the meeting. He decides to spy the government agency. So when the next agent walks in he will have to plant a device. He already sneaked in a plastic listening device which is not detectable by scanners. He removes its cover and gets ready to drop it when a new agent walks in.

He sees an NRD officer approaching towards him.  He sets up 'try a ring tune' in his phone. As the officer gets close, he gets up and fakes to be distracted by his cellphone ringing, He bumps into the agent.  While doing do he drops a micro phone to the officer's coat pocket. 

"Oh, I am sorry"

The agent did not even bother. He keeps walking and gets in to an ongoing close door meeting. 

The NRD agent enters into a room full of agents apologizing for his tardiness.

"Hi all , sorry I was bit tied up , I was closing a file" 

"You just have to get up from your floor. May be too lazy to get up?" Sarcasm from an very senior FBI agent

"Did you  invite me to just pull my Leg?" the NRD agent talks back in a friendly manner

"Well that is an added bonus" . 
Another Sr FBI agent breaks his silence. However, he does want to extend the conversation in that mode. He looks around, meaning get serious guys.

"We have an ex Marine waiting outside who needs an answer” The second senior FBI agent continues

"What answer?" NRD agent had no clue of what would that be

"He says his friend was kidnapped by someone, but saved by FBI"

NRD agent's face shows expression as if he is thinking "Is it so?". He digs his hand to his pockets.  

The Sr FBI agent continues "We are not sure if we saved him. So, just thought you might know something. As it happens often these days  we don't know who we saved and why in places there is not even a FBI operation goes on"

NRD agent thinks for a minute, he turns around, thinks again. Silence in the room

"Do you have a drink?” out of the blue.. after taking his time, he asks the room.

All agents look at each other, "Common Guys. Its just us. Its me , Your beloved Lyon asking"

“For God’s sake someone give ‘beloved’ Lyon a drink” Sr. FBI agent sort of yells

One junior field agent pulls a drink flask and hands over to him. Lyon takes it , walks towards the water cups on the side table, picks a cup and pours the drink. Comes back and gives the  flask back to the FBI oagent

He turns around again. Digs his hands to the coat pocket , he picks the microphone, hiding in his palm like a magician

"Are you aware of a operation gone wrong in Gandhahar a couple of years ago?. A pilot destroyed a wrong target?" Lyon asks this looking directly into the Sr FBI agent’s eyes

"Yes. "

"A family of around 40 were killed except the father. He is here in NewYork" 

He drops the microphone to the drink . A small spark erupts in the drink

----------- CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 21