Chapter Thirty Four
Riley was still in the FBI clinic when an assistant informed her that she was being called to the conference room. Morley wanted to talk to both Bill and Riley.
Grill us is more like it, Riley thought with dread.
Meanwhile, she wasn’t at all happy with how Socorro had been treated so far.
She snapped at the male doctor, “Call the social worker who’s with Socorro’s kids at home. Bring the kids here. They need their mother, and she needs them. When Socorro’s better, get them all to a shelter where they’ll all be safe.”
The doctor gave Riley a condescending smile.
“Yes, ma’am,” he said.
Jesus, Riley thought. The last thing Socorro needs right now is this patriarchal pig.
“And get a female nurse in here to take care of Socorro,” she said. “Get two female nurses. And
