{Ava... you do realize you're crossing a line, right?}
Ava smirked as she stepped out of the building, hands tucked casually into her pockets. "What? Seeing my wicked side for the first time?"
{I knew you could go far to hunt your prey, but this is something else. You actually forged a warrant just to get the suspect's address?}
Ava let out a low chuckle as she opened the car door. "That's the advantage of a reputation like mine, midget. Show people something stamped with authority, and they stop questioning."
The warrant she had shown Mathew carried a fake seal, carefully arranged to corner him into cooperating.
"Though honestly," she added as she slid into the driver's seat, "even without it, I had a feeling the old man would've helped me anyway."
{I reviewed Kyle's past reports. The psychologists who evaluated him all reached the same conclusion. Domestic abuse.}
