Detective Stewart cleared her throat. “We believe Agent Cole has been conducting some sort of side investigation in regard to the sergeant’s murder. Is that possible?”

Izzy should’ve known she’d get caught at some point, but she wasn’t just going to roll over. “Last time I checked, there’s nothing wrong with looking at the facts of a case.”

“When you’re the suspect, it’s also called witness tampering,” Detective Bryant chimed in.

Piper groaned. “C’mon, you two. You’re better than this. You have a federal agent sitting in front of you, and you’re baselessly accusing her of witness tampering.”

“It’s not baseless,” Bryant said.

“Then, what do you have?” Piper asked. “I want to see hard evidence, not your wild-goose-chase assertions.”

“We have the fact that Agent Cole hired a private investigator and has also been meeting with people she believes have relevant evidence to this case.”

Piper frowned. “I need a minute to talk with my client.”

“I bet you do,” Detective Stewart said. “We’ll leave you the room so you two can have some privacy.”

Once it was just the two of them, Piper turned to Izzy, her blue eyes icy cold. “Please tell me they’re wrong.” When Izzy didn’t immediately answer, Piper threw up her hands. “How in the world am I supposed to help you if you go rogue? What were you thinking?”

Izzy had known her attorney would be ticked, but she’d kept Piper in the dark for her own good. “I was thinking that I need to get to the truth.” She wasn’t going to pull any punches.

“And you don’t think that’s what they’re trying to do?”

“I wasn’t going to take that chance. We’ve talked about this before. The innocent aren’t always vindicated. I couldn’t take that risk. I had a feeling about the sergeant. Men like him are not onetime offenders, and I wanted to see who else he may have hurt.”

Piper’s eyes narrowed. “Let me guess. You found other women?”

Izzy nodded. “Yes. I should also tell you I spoke to a former officer at Arlington PD. Then the PI found two other women, and I’m fairly certain they were both abused by him.”

“Exactly when did you plan on sharing this information with me? Your attorney! Didn’t I tell you at the beginning that I would fight to the death for you, but that you had to be honest with me no matter what it was?”

Izzy forced herself to make eye contact. “I was still trying to figure out some things. I didn’t want to bother you without something concrete.”

“You can’t hide critical information from me.” Piper’s tone had sharpened with each word out of her mouth.

“I’m sorry.” What else could she say? She was clearly in the wrong.