Chapter 20
Federal Bureau of Investigation: 26 Federal Plaza, New York
Afflicted and desperate over Susan's k********g, Ben felt his soul pierced by a long dagger through his chest, smothering his every breath.
He was sitting in a room staring into the empty space in front of a cup of hot coffee, in the company of two federal agents playing the part of “good cop” to obtain any information.
Before walking through the door that led to the room, a woman with wavy red hair stopped to ask the guard who was blocking the entrance if there was any news. She had the air of authority and of someone who is used to commanding. “Any news?”
With extreme deference, the man displayed his disappointment with a slight downcast movement in his expression. “No, detective. Unfortunately, it appears that h
