Chapter 39Evan’s fists were clenched under the table, his mouth was dry, and he felt on the verge of punching the cocksure agent interrogating him. He’d been trying to argue his way out of the FBI offices for hours. And every minute he was trapped there was another opportunity for Nessa to turn Danny against him. Maybe permanently.
Trying to get through to that i***t Jablonski one more time, he repeated, “I’ve told you, I don’t know anything about Nessa Carmody’s business.”
“And I’ve told you I’m not buying that you were in the inner sanctum for a month and learned nothing. And if not from Nessa Carmody, then surely Danny Carmody let slip privileged information. Have you forgotten they were blackmailing you?”
Evan took a deep breath and imagined a circle of ice pushing down on his anger
