Vanessa
"I’ve been trying to get his attention for six months."
Lying on the bed, I feel exhaustion creeping in. The only light in the room comes from the yellowish bedside lamp, helping me stay focused on the conversation. Standing in front of his investigation board, Alexis moves Post-its around to clarify his thoughts.
"Jericho," he specifies. "Unfortunately, making a name for yourself when you have no connections is already hard, so I’m far from breaking into his inner circle."
"You’re some kind of spy?"
His amused expression intrigues me.
"Let’s just say I slightly disobey orders to get results."
My puzzled look makes him laugh.
"I work in a division of the US federal police, in charge of fighting drug trafficking, organized crime, and a bunch of other illegal activities. Only
