“Thanks,” she said breathlessly, sweat stinging her eyes as she darted past, followed quickly by John, just as the detectives burst into the lobby.

“Hold that door!” Mill yelled.

Garcia looked all too satisfied as he pulled the door closed behind him, the lock engaging with a click. The detectives could use their key cards, but it would slow them down just long enough for Molly, John, and the sergeant to get to the interview room. The three of them piled into the small space, and Molly dropped into one of the chairs, panting. John looked slightly more composed, but even his chest was heaving as he propped his shoulders against the wall.

“Thanks for this,” he said.

With a smug smile, Garcia waved off his gratitude. “The pleasure is all mine. The captain is making us cooperate with those Denver bastards, but I’ll do anything I can to make their lives a little more miserable.”

The door burst open, revealing two pissed-off detectives, and John quickly moved, putting himself between them and Molly. Although she appreciated the sentiment, he was blocking her view of the fireworks, so she shifted to see around him.

“What the hell are you doing, Garcia?” Mill demanded. “These two should be cuffed and interrogated.”

“These two?” The sergeant looked supremely satisfied. “They’re innocent witnesses. Heroes, actually.”

“They’re suspects in two bombings.”

Garcia blew a raspberry, and Molly was hard pressed not to laugh. “We all know who planted those bombs, and neither of these two go by a name that rhymes with Honey Barber. Now go do something useful and quit harassing the witnesses.”

The two detectives glared, but they didn’t seem so menacing now that Molly was safe in the interview room, watching Garcia mock them.

“We’ll be discussing this with your captain,” Mill snarled, finally turning away. Bastien just gave them a measuring look, which made Molly nervous. His quietness seemed scarier than his partner’s bluster. The two left, and Garcia swung the door closed behind him.

“That was enormously satisfying.”

It had been, but Molly was still worried. “Will you get in trouble for this?”

“I’ll get a stern lecture about my attitude from the captain and a pat on the back from every other Langston cop. Probably some free drinks at the bar from Blake, too.” Garcia didn’t lose his grin as he pointed toward the laptop sitting on the table. “Now statements. I’m assuming you’re still chasing Sonny and he’s the reason explosions keep following you around?”

Molly simply nodded.

Garcia’s smile had disappeared completely the second he mentioned Sonny. “I told you you’re going to get yourself killed going after that sociopath. Whatever you’re going to make on this, it’s not worth it.”

Molly’s mouth set in a grim line. That was the problem. Her family was worth it. And tonight, they were finally going to bring Sonny in.

Chapter 19

“I don’t know if it was a good idea to send Cara to check out the warehouse.” Molly tugged off her boots just inside John’s door. “There’s no chance she’ll just do a drive-by like I asked. This is Cara we’re talking about. The perfectionist who can’t half-ass anything. She’ll probably end up presenting us with a full video tour of the interior, including a bunch of security guards with guns.”