Chapter Thirty-Two
October 4, 2228, Central Florida Metroplex, Police Enforcement Zone 78 Station, Conference Room B
Antonio looked at Erik and Jia as they took seats at the table.
His expression alternated between respect and pity. “How are you two doing? I’ve been a cop for a long time, and I’ve had a few close calls here and there, but nothing like what you had to go through. Sure, every cop worries about that kind of terrorism, but it’s always something you think is going to happen to some other city, not yours, and missiles and hostages? Whew. That could have gotten bad.”
Jia had been thinking about how she felt since their return from the hotel. Complicated and conflicting thoughts swirled in her head, but what came out of her mouth was far more an expression of irritation than d
