Anya had just arrived at the station and was waiting in the interrogation room when Mulrooney charged down the hall. As he rounded a corner, he passed Detective Carlos Atilla, who blatantly smirked at Mulrooney"s obvious distress. Mulrooney mentally invited Atilla to f**k off, but he kept walking. He slowed down only long enough to hear Killackey report that he had not yet able to reach Lauren Connolly"s surveillance team.
Mulrooney couldn"t be bothered to change his clothes. He still had glass in his hair, and he was livid. The pipe bomb that had been activated prematurely by an earthquake tremor had destroyed his car. Remarkably, there had been no injuries. Whoever had done it had been watching him. And he or she had worked fast. A team of explosives experts was currently examining the
