Pierce
It had been hours. f*****g hours. It turned out the Feds were going to have to make the deal with Turner to get him to start talking. His lawyer wasn’t letting any of us near him. Namely me. She probably got the sense that I would beat the answers from her precious client the second she walked in the station.
It had taken her two hours to get there, and then the FBI showed up two hours after her. Then they sat around and talked for another whole f*****g hour. Every single one that ticked by was one that put Mia in more danger and at a lower chance of survival.
There was nothing I could do but sit at my desk with a crazed look in my eyes. Sharon kept checking on me, making sure I hadn’t snapped. But I was so close to doing so. Ava had called me to see if
