“You two stay here, and Marc let’s go,” Rowan left the two friends behind the glass window, on the other side, Julica sat with her hands cuffed to the center of the table. Her face was unreadable as she glares into nothing.
Chet put his hands on their shoulders just as they step out of the room. “Would you leave Marc in there and come back here?” Rowan smiles and shakes his head. “He knows I can’t let a civilian be alone in the interrogation room, right Marc?”
Marc nod, Rowan had explained over the phone when he voiced his request. If he had to talk to Julica with Rowan there, then so be it. It’s not like the male didn’t know of his past.
“I’ll be fine. Unless you want to talk to her too?” Marc raised his brow but Chet scowl. “Not in a million years. Just remember to have her admit what
