CHAPTER FOURTEEN
When Riley took the call, she heard the familiar rumble of Meredith’s voice.
“Agent Paige, is there something you’d like to tell me?”
She shuddered a little at the question. She could easily imagine her team chief’s scowling dark features, which were daunting enough when he was in a good mood. And he sure didn’t sound like he was in a good mood right now.
She stammered, “Sir, I—I can explain … whatever…”
Riley wasn’t exactly sure what she should try to explain. Someone she’d crossed paths with must have complained about her being here. But which one?
“I sure hope you can,” Meredith said. “I just got a call from Elmo Stiles, the police chief down in Atlanta. He said he was curious about what kind of investigation the FBI was conducting there, and just why we’d sent yo
