CHAPTER TWELVE
As Riley and Jilly walked out of the school and toward the parked car, Jilly stopped dead in her tracks. Riley looked down and saw a puzzled look on the girl’s face.
“What’s wrong?” Riley asked.
“Is that the car you’re using today?” Jilly replied.
“Sure,” Riley said. “It’s an FBI car.”
“Who’s that guy in it?” Jilly demanded. “I’ve seen him somewhere before.”
“My partner, Bill. You met him once in Phoenix.”
“OK then,” Jilly mumbled and started walking again.
Riley climbed into the front seat and Jilly got in the back. Riley quickly reintroduced Jilly to Bill. The girl still had a look of annoyance on her face as she fastened her seat belt.
When Bill headed the car toward the highway to Quantico, Jilly snapped, “I thought you said we were going home.”
“We are. My car
