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Miller rested against the wall in the hallway of the jail.
The encounter with Sharma was too much for him to handle.
This was going to be a controversial case.
Not because she was guilty. But because she was an agent. With a compelling story.
In all his years in the force, he'd never done an interrogation like that.
He passed by several interrogation rooms.
Grayson McCoy.
Keltie Sheffield.
Eduardo Puente.
Michiko Lins.
He had a lot of interviews to do. He was going to be up all night at this rate.
“Christ. I need the strongest coffee I can find.”
He didn't even drink coffee. But he needed it right about now.
And then he passed by the final room.
A cyborg was inside, sitting ominously, unblinking, with one arm handcuffed to the table.
Miller passed.
Then stopped.
He bac
