In all of the commotion, I actually forgot that I was a mother of a cat. Whatever happens, I need to make sure that he is okay.

A strong gust of wind rushes through my open coat as I step outside. Another cop hands me my hat and I pull the zipper closed to keep some of the cold out.

They show me to a car and put me in the back seat.

I buckle the seat belt and don’t bother asking where we’re going. They have questions that they want me to answer. Solly purrs under my fingers as I try to figure out what I should and shouldn’t tell them about Nicholas.

He’s on the FBI’s Most Wanted list.

He has a warrant out for his arrest.

The fact that I was found in his trailer, with him, means that they will want to get me for aiding and abetting a fugitive.

Whether or not they can prove this, I am not sure, but what I say to them will be of t paramount importance.

The interrogation room is small and windowless and they allow me to keep Solly in my lap even offering me something to drink. Freezing to my bones, I opt for some hot tea.

The first FBI agent introduces himself and takes a seat across from me. His eyes look kind as does his demeanor but I know that’s all a facade. They are being nice right now because I have something they want.

But what?

Something to help them make a case against Nicholas.

Whatever I say or don’t say, I know that I have to protect him. I can’t let them frame him for something he didn’t do.

“Your boyfriend is in a lot of trouble,” the agent says, sitting back in his chair.

“Ex-boyfriend,” I correct him even though it hurts me to say the word.

“Is that so? Didn’t you spend the night with him?”

“Doesn’t mean that we aren’t exes,” I say, shrugging. “We broke up and that was just a brief reunion, nothing else.”

The agent nods but makes it clear that he isn’t convinced that I’m telling the truth. My heart starts to race. I rub Solly behind the ears until my blood pressure drops.

“Nicholas Crawford is a dangerous man,” the agent says.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I insist.

“He is wanted by the FBI he is, in fact, one of our Ten Most Wanted. I’m sure you’ve seen the shows—”

“No,” I say, shaking my head, looking as much as possible like a deer in headlights.

If I can convince them that I know nothing then that’s my best chance of getting out of this mess without any charges.

“There have been programs on 20/20, Dateline, all of the big ones—”