"You are." Riddick sat back and raked his fingers through his hair. "I'm sure I don't have to tell any of you this will have to be done with great delicacy. We can't just march into a powerful senator's office or his house and execute a search warrant. He's got too much juice."

"So, then what can we do?" Grey bit back his frustration. He'd agreed to this meeting because he thought these men would have the answers he needed.

Riddick looked at Burns then at Grey and ...