CHAPTER SEVEN
Riley uneasily kept her eye on the door after Jenn left the room. As Bill kept asking the conductor and his assistant questions, she worried about how Jenn was going to deal with the engineer.
She was sure that the engineer was probably having a terrible time of it. She didn’t like the idea of waiting a lot longer for a railroad psychologist—possibly some official flunky who might be more concerned about the company’s well-being than the engineer’s. But what else were they supposed to do?
And might the young agent only make things worse for the man? Riley had never seen any sign that Jenn was especially skillful at dealing with people.
If Jenn did just upset the man further, how might that affect her own morale? She had already been contemplating leaving the FBI because o
