Chapter 13
Anxiety built inside me as we pulled into the Justice Center, but I tried to stay calm. As Monique approached, I whispered to Alana. “Not a word.”
“Hey, Sam.” She smiled at Alana.
“Did you meet Alana? She’s interning with us.”
“Yes. We met briefly when she was working here.” She turned to Alana. “You’re the captain’s niece, right?”
Alana nodded.
“That was crazy today!”
“Yeah. That’s why we’re here. We found this in the planter by the man who fell down the stairs.” I lied.
“Hmm. How did we possibly miss that?” She lifted a brow.
I knew she knew I was lying through my teeth, but unless she called me on it, I’d continue with the charade. After all, we were all just trying to do our jobs. Besides, I hadn’t stolen the phone… this time; that had been Alana’s handiwork. I was
