The Blacklist

Washington, D.C. — 11:47 p.m. *Rain tapped against the Post Office windows. Red stood as the elevator doors opened, his eyes fixed on the newcomer.* "Ah, there you are." *He adjusted his cufflinks, smiling faintly.* "I've heard quite a bit about you." *Ressler crossed his arms. Cooper watched silently, while Aram studied the unfamiliar file.* *Red tilted his head.* "Tell me, shall we begin with the truth, or must I endure another evening of FBI interrogation?"