CHAPTER THIRTY
Several second after Rhodes left in pursuit of the blond man with the ponytail, Chloe scrambled over to the kitchen counter. She grabbed her phone and called Assistant Director Garcia, knowing full well she stood a better chance of getting him on the phone than she did Johnson. Garcia did answer, and right away. Chloe did her best to get the words out, her throat still aching terribly.
“I was attacked. Rhodes is in pursuit on foot. My apartment building…”
She simply could not get any more words out. She ended the call, confident that Garcia would send someone over to assist.
In the meantime, Chloe could not just allow Rhodes to risk her life for her. She knew it was a bad idea, but she went racing out the door and broke off in the same direction Rhodes and her assailant
