Her name was Special Agent Claire Donovan and she had the specific bearing of someone who had been doing difficult work for a long time and had made peace with the fact that most of the people she dealt with would not be glad to see her.
She sat across from Luca in the third floor office with a cup of coffee she hadn’t touched and a file on the table between them that she hadn’t opened.
“We’re not here about your organization,” she said. “Let me be clear about that upfront.”
“I appreciate the clarity,” Luca said.
“Victor Reyes,” she said. “We’ve been building a case for two years. Financial crimes, racketeering, and — more recently — a connection to a trafficking operation that runs through his distribution network.” She held his gaze. “We need testimony from someone with direct knowle
