Chapter 142 More than enough

***Hazel***

Are you fucking kidding me?

The door shuts behind them. No detectives. No explanation.

Just the two of them. In an interview room. With me.

Sinclair smiles. Not warm. Not polite. Calculated.

“Well,” she says, glancing around the room before settling her gaze on me, “this is… quaint.”

I don’t stand. I don’t greet her. I don’t do anything except stare.

Because what the hell is this?

“How