Chapter 1
Sam stormed into the PCPD. Jason had been hauled in once again for questioning after a shipment had exploded in the harbor and killed some pier workers.
"Ric, you can't keep doing this!" she shouted as she approached the D.A. "Diane is going to have your ass for harassment!"
"Sam, what are you talking about?" Ric asked as he looked up from the files he was reading.
"Oh, like you don't know! Arresting Jason every time a crime is committed is your M.O. after all," Sam replied with her hands on her hips.
"Jason's been arrested?" he asked as he turned toward the interrogation room. Sure enough, Jason Morgan was being escorted in at that very moment. What in the hell was going on?
"Come on, Ric, don't play stupid with me. We both know you have a grudge against Jason!" Sam said as she crossed her arms and began to pace.
"You're absolutely right, but believe me, Sam, I had nothing to do with this," Ric said, totally confused. "Hey Harper, what's Morgan in for? And why wasn't I notified?"
"Not our case," Harper answered. "FBI."
Sam and Ric both stopped as a wave of shock passed over them. The FBI agents entered the interrogation room and closed the blinds. This wasn't good.
Not good at all.