MY HAND WENT to my pocket and closed around the stun g*n I always carried now. Assaulting an agent was a federal crime, but my gut told me I wasn’t talking to real agents. They might look the part, but no agent would question a witness without doing their homework first. It was obvious these two hadn’t laid eyes on the report or the security footage.
“Jesse.”
The three of us looked at Violet, who stood outside the door, waving her phone.
She smiled apologetically. “Sorry to interrupt, but you have a call from someone at the Agency. I told him you were talking to agents, but he insisted.”
“It must be Ben Stewart. Tell him I’ll be right there.” I turned to Collins and Howard, who had taken a step back. “I have to take this call. You don’t keep the head of internal affairs waiting.”
“Cer
