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Detective Rios, FBI Special Agent Obregón, and DEA Agent Cho walked into the main lobby of Optimus Rehabilitative Services, accompanied by three CCSO deputies.
Rios flashed her shield to the receptionist. “Detective Rios. I need to speak to Chlöe Stansbury. Is she here?”
“Yes, is she expecting you?” The woman’s expression was a mixture of formal politeness masking a tremor of uncertainty.
“We need to speak to her immediately.”
“I’m sorry, but Ms. Stansbury is unavailable at the moment. If you’d like, I can make an appointment for you to come back at a later time.”
Rios sighed. Enough of this nonsense. She glanced at the woman’s nameplate. “Look, Belinda, Agents Obregón, Cho, and I are investigating a series of murders. You wouldn’t want to be charged with obstruction, would you? C
