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âCome and see for yourself,â he suggested. âIâll cover you.â
And just like that, they switched places, Marston taking her place at the door as she turned to take in what lay behind her.
There they were. Justinâs handcuffs, dangling from the table where heâd been chained for most of the day. Well, not quite. Half of them were dangling from the table. The other half lay on the ground, broken off in the middle, and halfway through the circle where it had lain on his wrist. There was some blood there like heâd been scratched in the process of removing them.
âBut⊠howâŠâ Nina stammered, trying to work through how he couldâve done that on his own.
âHe mustâve had help,â Marston called darkly from the doorway, reading her mind. âSomeone was here. Someone came to get him.â
âWell, I donât see any bodies,â Nina said, turning to stand next to him then. âSo no one mustâve been hurt when it happened. Whoever it was mustâve scared them enough to clear out of here, though.â
She pulled out her phone and stared at it, willing it to explain to her how this happened and why, especially why no one had called to warn them about what had happened, to tell them that the others were alright or that the station had been attacked.
Together, she and Marston surveyed the entire station again, just to be sure that they were alone inside. It didnât take long, given how small it was. Then they locked the doors. There were security tapes, but they didnât have the codes to access them and see what had happened.
Once she was sure that they were alone and speaking in a normal voice wouldnât alert anyone unsavory to their presence, Nina pulled her phone out yet again and called for Osborne. Almost predictably, she heard it ringing from the lounge area down the hall and winced.
âWell, I guess that explains that one, at least,â Marston muttered, shaking his head. âShe mustâve left it here when she left. I donât suppose she knows your number by heart?â
âI doubt it,â Nina said, pursing her lips. âNobody memorizes those things anymore.â
âToo bad,â Marston sighed, his eyes misty as if they were longing for a simpler time.
As if on cue, Ninaâs phone rang. She glanced at it. She didnât recognize the number, but it was from a local area code.
âHello?â she answered.
âAgent Gosse, itâs Osborne,â the psychologistâs voice called from the other line, and Nina breathed a sigh of relief. âI got your number from the directorâs office. I left my phone at the station. Thereâs been a problemâŠâ
âI know,â Nina said, cutting her off. âWeâre in the station now, and the perp, Justin, is gone. What happened? Where is everyone?â
âYouâre in the station?â Osborne asked, her voice suddenly panicked. âAre you alone? Are you alright?â
âYes, weâre fine,â Nina said, suddenly growing nervous again as she scanned the front room where they were standing. âWhat do you mean?â
âWell, there were just so many of them!â Osborne cried. âAre any of them still there?â
âWho?â Nina asked quickly, glancing over at Marston as he stepped toward her, his brow furrowed in concern. âWhat do you mean there were so many of them?â
âThe goons, the ones who broke out the other one,â Osborne explained. âThey acted like they were going to kill him for talking to you, but then they just hauled him away. There werenât many people here when it happened. Itâs like they chose the moment the detectives and officers were going to change shifts. Raskin was practically on his way out. There were too many of them. There was nothing we could do.â
âI⊠I understand,â Nina said, glancing back over at Marston, telling him with her eyes that something was wrong. âHow long ago was this? Was anyone hurt? Where are you all now?â
âAbout forty-five minutes ago. Iâm sorry I couldnât reach you âtill now, there was a lot to take care of, and I thought you were going out on the water. We all went to the hotel where weâre staying,â Osborne explained quickly. âChecked all the parents in. They needed a good nightâs sleep, anyway. Weâre trying to run things from here for now, and a SWAT team is coming in soon to take back the station from the city, but if youâre already there, and everythingâs clearâŠâ
âThe stationâs clear,â Nina said with certitude. âWe surveyed it twice, some parts three or four times. You should send some cars over, and weâll check and make sure everythingâs clear outside, too.â
âAlright, Iâll do that,â Osborne said, and Nina could hear her barking orders to someone near her. âTheyâll be there in a few minutes. Stay safe.â
And with that, Osborne was gone. Nina turned to Marston and told him everything sheâd learned. When she finished, he cast a weary hand over his face.
âWell, that is something, isnât it?â he asked, shaking his head. âThey mustâve really not wanted him to testify, to take a risk like that. Someone had to have watched them, to know when they were switching shifts.â
Another chill ran up and down Ninaâs spine at this. She didnât like that. She didnât like that at all.
âWell, we should go check outside,â she said, wanting to do something instead of just standing there. âWe donât want anyone to jump the officers when they get here.â
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Together, Nina and I headed outside to scope out the outside of the station. I doubted anyone was out there. If they were, wouldnât they have attacked us when we first arrived? Even so, someone could be hiding from us instead of looking to kill us, so we checked anyway.
The station was a small boxy building, standing alone in front of the parking lot. There was a laundromat across the street, in a building next to a gas station and a pharmacy. It was late, though, and none of those businesses appeared to be open.
Together,
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