CHAPTER FOUR
An hour later, Mia sat in an overly-air-conditioned metal interrogation room in the downtown detention center, twisting the faux pearl ring on her pinky and waiting for Special Agent in Charge Warren Pembroke to arrive.
Warren Pembroke. The man.
Tall and strong and stoic, she’d never, in all her years in the agency, seen him c***k a smile. He was the type to induce shivers in all who crossed him. But right now, she needed him. He’d always had a soft spot for her. He’d help her sort all this out.
Instead, when the door opened, a slim man in a plaid, button-down shirt and khakis walked in. He had his detective badge, displayed proudly on his belt. “Hello, Agent North. I’m Detective Reynolds, from the Dallas PD.”
She blinked as the fluorescent light shone down on her, illumi
