CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
When Riley arrived at the BAU building, her uneasiness grew. The whole place felt ominously vacant. The FBI didn’t close down on weekends, but there were far fewer people around than usual. Riley was pretty sure that Meredith wasn’t here today, and of course Bill wasn’t either.
She found Special Agent Jennifer Roston already waiting for her in the conference room. The room felt unusually large and forbidding, with only the two of them sitting at a big table with a dozen empty chairs.
Riley wondered why Roston asked to meet her here. Only the most senior agents had private offices, so Roston would just have a desk in an area with several others. But why couldn’t they have met in Riley’s office?
Riley wondered—did Roston want her to feel uncomfortable?
For a few mome
