Chapter 3: A cold chip-3

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Anna did not reply to Lance’s attempts at satire. She sat back in the chair and looked out the window facing away from Lance, leaving him with the proverbial egg on his face. Anna knew what she must do. Then again, making them sweat a bit for her to answer was somewhat amusing. It wasn’t much, but after what she had been through, it helped ease into answering their request. Anna continued to stare out the window to stretch out the awkward silence just a bit longer. Johnny just stood there in silence. He did not want to jinx his first assignment by saying anything to her just yet. The tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Both the Chief and Simms knew of Anna’s behavior. They hoped that she would not do anything radical. Just then, Anna sighed and got u

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