CHAPTER SEVEN
When Riley’s cell phone started ringing, Blaine’s last shots were still ringing in her ears. Reluctantly, she pulled out her phone. She had hoped to have an uninterrupted morning with Blaine. When she looked at the phone she knew she was about to be disappointed. The call was from Brent Meredith.
She’d been surprised at how much she was enjoying teaching Blaine to shoot his new pistol. Whatever Meredith wanted, Riley felt sure it was going to interrupt the best day she’d had in a long while.
But she had no choice but to take the call.
As usual, Meredith was brusque and to the point.
“We’ve got a new case. We need you on it. How fast can you get to Quantico?”
Riley suppressed a sigh. With Bill on leave, Riley had hoped to have some time off until the pain of Lucy’s death
