CHAPTER FORTY
“Hope you like it black,” the officer said. She placed a paper cup in front of Linda and turned on the television. “Vending machine is out of creamer and we don’t have a cappuccino machine.”
“That’s fine,” Linda replied. The officer’s attempt at humor didn’t phase her and she didn’t smile.
“Detective Vega will be here shortly. I’ll be at my desk but you can ring for room service.” The officer opened the door and her laughter echoed down the hallway.
Still not funny, thought Linda. She yawned, and watched the news report. A man and a pretty female reporter sat behind an enormous blue desk. The woman said, “Thank you for watching Weekend Recap. I’m Adrienne Brae and this is Conner Names. So, Conner, what do you make of this strange food poisoning alert down in El Paso?”
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