Malcolm snorts softly. "Of course not." He sighs deeply and runs a hand through his hair. "You already talked to Gregson. I need to call Gil, and then I need to see what contacts I still have in the FBI and if anyone still owes me a favor. If anyone's even willing to do me a favor."

He's persona non grata and he knows it, but Malcolm isn't going to give up until he can talk to Joan, even if he has to show up at the New York field office and refuse to leave until he gets what he wants.