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Frank
"I'm not saying a damn thing until I speak with my lawyer," I say from inside the interrogation room. "Come on. I'm a cop for Pete's sake. You think I don't know how this works?"
"You know very well how interrogations escalate, how I can ask everyone to clear away from the glass and you and I can go one on one," Chief Braxton says, getting up in my face.
"That's your thing, huh? I'm cuffed so now you're a tough guy. Why don't you take off the cuffs and we both put the badges away and see who wins a fair fight, or are you afraid of getting your ass handed to you in front of everyone, Chief?"
"You're in deep shit already, Friday. Don't make this worse."
"I'm transferred to Pensacola, remember? Let me go so I can be on my way."
"You're not going anywhere," he says just as the door opens and F.B.I. agents come in in droves.
"But you're going somewhere, Chief Braxton. With us. Looks like for a long time, too," one says, as they haul him off in the middle of his threats.
"Hey. Guys," I say, moving my body side to side in the chair so they can see I'm cuffed. One of the agents goes off and finds the keys, uncuffs me and I breathe a sigh of relief.
"Feds aren't so bad after all," I tease.
The agent rolls his eyes.
"Where are you taking Braxton?" I ask, consciously leaving out his title.
"Can't say."
"But I can," Flor says, running toward me and throwing herself in my arms.
"What are you...?"
"We did it," she says, a smile as wide as the Biscayne Bay plastered across her face just before she kisses me hard.
"We got him," she says.
"You got him."
"We got him," she says a second time.
"We make a pretty good team, don't we?"
"The best."
"Like Mary Russell and Sherlock Holmes."
"Mikael Blomkvist and Lisbeth Salander," she counters.
"Peter Decker and Rina Lazarus."
"Esa Khattak and Rachel Getty," she continues. "I can do this for days. I read...a lot."
"Can you read body language?" I ask.
"I think I can," she says, as I carry her out into the main area of the station.
"What is mine saying?"
"I'm...I think I know but I'm not sure."
I pause, and the only thing that matters is her. She's always been it, ever since I saw those baby blue eyes when she was 'robbing' that store. It's like the whole world is spinning around us, the chaos of the other cops and the feds moving every which way as the two of us are in the eye of the storm.
