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“Are you sure you don’t want to join the SWAT team?” Atlas asked for what felt like the fifteenth time since yesterday.

“I don’t want to,” Auden said. “I don’t want anything to do with five AM wake up calls anymore. The leadership of the SWAT team is all yours, bro.”

Atlas sighed.

Upon Scott’s removal from the position, a void was opened that was necessary to fill as quickly as possible. After asking a few long-standing members of SWAT, the board decided that Atlas would be a perfect fit for the leader of DPD SWAT.

Atlas hadn’t been too happy about it, and had wanted to split the responsibilities with Auden, who’d refused to leave his new job at SPD.

“Fine,” Atlas grumbled. “Did you bring any dessert?”

“Brought about six boxes of stuff,” I admitted. “But we left it in the car.”

Atlas held out his hand, and Auden tossed him his keys.

Auden led me the rest of the way into the police station, taking me right to the interrogation rooms.

He was stopped no less than ten times on our way there.

“Why are we having it here instead of at the FBI offices?” I wondered.

“Because FBI is transferring him out,” he said. “He’s headed to a holding facility in Mansfield, where he will then be transferred to West Livingston to the supermax prison there.”

“What’s a supermax prison?” I asked.

“A prison where he won’t escape,” I heard said.

I looked up to see the FBI agents standing there, hands in pockets, waiting for us.

“Come on,” Special Agent Evador urged. “I’m quite curious if you can get him to talk.”

“Is me getting him to talk going to be something that y’all can use?” I asked.

“Yep,” he said. “He’s very much aware that you’re here, and that you want to talk.”

“Okay,” I said nervously.

Auden caught my hand, turning me to face him.

“If at any time you think you need to come out of that room, you give me the sign we agreed on, okay?” he urged.

I slid my hand up his chest to come to a rest against his throat, thumb swiping over his Adam’s apple.

“Yes, dear,” I teased.

He quickly kissed me, then said, “Go get ’em, tiger.”

I steeled my spine and walked into the room.

AUDEN

“Do you think she’ll get him to talk?” Evador asked.

“Undeniably,” I answered.

The last week, ignoring life, had been great.

It was almost like normal.

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