Chapter 195 Pressure

***Agent Cora Jennings***

The second we walked Vivianne Sinclair into the Seattle Police Department, I felt the shift.

Not fear.

Pressure.

Eyes tracked us from every direction as we moved through the bullpen floor.

Officers paused mid conversation.

Dispatchers looked up from their desks.

Detectives suddenly found paperwork very interesting.

And every single one of them watched the handcuffs.

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