CHAPTER 15
“How long are you just going to let him stew there?” Justice asked.
Vik stood with his arms crossed over his chest, shoulder leaning on the window frame as he stared into the interrogation room. “A few more minutes,” Vik replied.
“It’s been close to four hours,” Justice sighed.
“It’s a little game of cat and mouse,” Wade said. “You let the perp, or informant, sit, alone, and let his mind fill in all the blanks. I bet that brain has gone through hundreds of questions and possible reasons for him being here. By the time Vik, Baldwin, and Orion go in to talk to him, Tony will most likely admit to killing Jimmy Hoffa himself.”
Justice looked at Wade and raised a brow. “And you know this how?”
Wade met his gaze and gave Justice a smirk. “In my line of work, do you really have t
