*Shelby*
“Of course. I'll just need to get dressed before we go," I said, turning from the two FBI agents and heading back into my room.
My head was spinning, trying to understand why I had two FBI agents in my living room. The only explanation that made sense had to do with Blaine.
I slipped on the first outfit I found in my closet and ran a brush through my unruly hair. I silently kicked myself for going to sleep with it still wet and wrapped in a towel.
I rushed back into the living room, not wanting to make the agents wait for me.
“Okay, I'm ready to go," I said.
The two agents silently got up and made their way to the door. I followed behind them, hoping that was the right thing to do. Outside, a black SUV waited with completely tinted windows so you couldn't see the inside. O
