Harper’s POV:Hailey's heels hit the floor first.That sharp click, click, cutting through the silence of the interrogation room before the rest of her even fully cleared the doorway... like every room she walked into needed a warning she was coming.The other attorney followed behind her. Like somewhere between the hallway and this door she'd already settled the question of who was leading and who was following.I kept my palm pressed against my jaw and watched her move to the chair across the table... watched her open that briefcase and spread her files across the metal surface without rushing, without looking at me, like she had all the time in the world and this room wasn't costing me anything.Hardin's hand stayed on my shoulder from where he stood beside me. Still. Reading everything... reading the air, reading me, waiting to see which direction this was going to go."So..." I let the word sit there for a second. "How exactly are you planning to help me, Hailey?"She looked up f
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