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Interrogated SADIE “Are you sure we are in the right place? That doesn’t look like an FBI building.” I looked at the three-story building through the window. The car entered into a somewhat parking area. I was still shaking earlier. If it wasn’t for these two who assured me that Cenric was fine, I might have lost my freaking mind. Linden opened the door. “This is the address in the text. Probably an FBI black site.” I climbed down, rubbing my arms. The hair at the back of my neck just rose. “What if he’s a bad guy and tries to lure us out then kill us all?” “We came ready. Just in case. Stay behind us.” Devin covered me while Linden was already ahead of us. “Are you even allowed to bring a gun?” “Yeah. I am trained and employed as a private contractor.” I stare