CHAPTER FOURTEEN
The next morning, she met Agent Greene at HQ. He was on his phone sending a text when she crossed his path in the lobby. He looked up and smiled, instantly pocketing the phone.
“I was just texting you,” he said. “We’ve got another crime scene to check out. You good taking a partial lead on it?”
“Yes,” she said, handing him the coffee. “The other morning was just a fluke. You have my word on that.”
“Did you take my recommendation to see Skinner?”
“I did. It was extremely helpful.”
“Good. Now, why don’t you drive this morning?”
It was a small gesture but meant quite a lot to Chloe. It was a show of trust—a way for Greene to show her that he wasn’t afraid of letting her be in control for a while.
They drive out to a small suburban area ten minutes outside of Baltimore
