Chapter Twenty-Eight
They didn’t have to wait long.
Antonio met them in the hallway less than a half-minute later after emerging from an observation room not that much farther up the hall. He looked frustrated. Too bad Erik would have to add to that feeling.
“Possible problem,” Erik explained. “Might be nothing, but maybe something you should check out, just to be sure.” He looked toward the interrogation room. “Considering who we’re dealing with here.”
“Huh? What are you talking about?” Antonio frowned and looked past them down the hallway at the interrogation room. “I watched the entire thing. She talked more to you, but it’s all standard Grayhead propaganda.” He returned his focus to Erik. “Don’t feel bad. We didn’t think you would get anything out of her. She’s a nutjob, and she en
