8 The next day
Quantico“Agent O’Dell. Come in.”
Assistant Director Cunningham waved for Maggie to come into his office even though he remained behind his desk and after only a glance in her direction. His head remained down, eyes focused on the yellow notepad that he continued to scribble on.
Maggie had never been summoned to her boss’s office. Nicknamed “the Hawk,” Cunningham rarely missed a detail. He also didn’t smile. Now that she thought about it, she had never heard him raise his voice either. He didn’t need to. His agents knew when they disappointed him. And none of them wanted to do that. Maggie imagined disappointing Cunningham would be similar to losing your father’s trust. Once lost, an uphill battle to win it back.
“Agent O’Dell.” He looked up this time.
Only then did she
