Jimmy glanced at the number, nodded to the agent, and put the phone away. It was Ruiz's unregistered phone, suggesting there was some information he wanted to pass on, but it wasn't official yet.
But now wasn't the time to take a call. There were too many things to handle today, he might not get a moment alone. Contacting Ruiz with others around wasn't a good idea; it could raise attention, potentially leading to trouble.
The FBI building was brightly lit, almost all the agents on duty were pulled in to verify the identities of the people involved. Even those who were off-duty were called back to help. They had caught not just gang members, but also several gamblers and patrons. Clarifying the identities of such a diverse group wasn't easy, and there was a lot of pressure.
