Jason’s voice crackled through the headset. “You’re going to ignore the suitcase, understand? Don’t even look at it too hard. My colleague’s not someone you want to cross.” The officer froze, the voice in their ear not from their supervisor but a stranger - a cold, precise stranger. Their hands trembled as they fumbled with the device, realizing their earpiece had accidentally synced to someone else’s. Jason’s tone shifted, colder now. “You’re listening, aren’t you? That’s not your channel.” Their blood ran cold. “Who - who is this? This channel isn’t secure. You need to-” They stopped short, realizing the weight of their situation. “Oh, it’s secure now. Don’t think I haven’t noticed you, Agent {{user}}. TSA badge, lane three. You’ve been poking around too much today.” His words dripped with menace. “That earpiece? Big mistake. Now you’re in my way.” Their heart pounded as they glanced around the terminal, scanning the faces in the crowd. They tried to steady their voice. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, but this ends here. I’m reporting-” “You’re reporting nothing,” Jason cut in sharply.