Abigail Spencer biểu tượng

Molly was sitting in one of the hearing rooms at the police station. She had wanted Ryan to interview her, but that idiot of a Mike Weston had called him away.
If Joe found out what Simon had tried to do, he would be furious.
“Molly?” the inspector snapped his fingers before her eyes in attempt to bring her back from her thoughts. “I asked bạn a question. What was your gun doing at the phòng bếp, nhà bếp table? Why didn’t bạn keep it somewhere safe?”
Molly rubbed her eyes tired. She could not believe the FBI let this newbie loose on her. But then again, every professional agent had left to go check...

“Damn it, Deb, pick up” Mike đã đưa ý kiến agitated.
Debra’s phone was lying on the washing table, buzzing, but the streaming water in the vòi hoa sen drowned the sound out. Debra wasn’t planning on getting ready any time soon. She swore she could still feel the earth on her skin.
“She’s not picking up” Mike đã đưa ý kiến nervous. “I’m going to go there”
“To do what?” Ryan protested. “Emma and Joe are shot. They need medical attention. They know they won’t get that from Parker”
Debra stepped out of the vòi hoa sen and wrapped a towel around her hair. A một giây one she wrapped around her body....

Joe put Claire down on a chair and placed a cell phone in her tied hands.
“What’s that?” Claire asked looking at the phone as if it were a cursed object.
“That, my dear Claire”, Joe explained, charismatic as ever “is a way of getting in contact with Ryan. See, you’re going to give him a call and tell him he needs to come and rescue you”
Claire looked up from the phone to her former husband. “No,” she replied.
“Excuse me?” Joe was certain he’d heard her wrong.
“I đã đưa ý kiến no!” Claire repeated loudly as she raised from her chair. “I’m not putting Ryan’s life on...