Chapter 19

Yrah stared blankly at the files in front of her. She and her team are in the conference room, discussing the inmates who'd been found with chips, but her mind was somewhere else. She couldn't forget her last conversation with Gresso. She touched her neck, remembering the sensation of his hands clasped around her throat as he tried to squeeze the life out of her. 

If he'd wanted her dead, he could have just easily broken her neck. The look in his eyes when she confronted him with what she'd learned from Agent Tejano would haunt her for a long time. She'd been upset that he wasn't forthcoming about explaining himself or his side of the story, but it had hurt him that she had no faith in him. And when he saw in her eyes that he'd frightened her, that's when he'd shut down. 

It had already been a week since the two of them parted, and she just couldn't stop thinking about how angry he was when he left her on the floor of that corridor. She'd challenged him, call