Chapter Thirty-Six
“I’ve already told you everything I know,” Emily said, unable to contain her frustration. They’d been interrogating her in this small, stuffy room for hours, and she could feel the walls starting to close in on her. She tried to manage her claustrophobia by taking deep breaths, but nothing was helping. To make matters worse, she was so tired it took all her energy just to remain upright in her hard metal chair. What time was it now? Two in the morning? Three? There was no clock on the wall, and they’d taken away her cell phone. She’d always thought government employees worked nine to five, but that clearly wasn’t the case with Homeland Security—or at least with this particular branch.
Emily strongly suspected the agents who came to her house weren’t run-of-the-mill bor
