Thursday. FBI Holding Facility. Austin, Texas.
FELECIA KEPT HER HEAD up. She was grateful that among the clothes Kelsey had brought her was a dress that made Felecia look a little professional. She still felt like a child playing dress-up, but when she looked at herself in the mirror she at least appeared more poised.
"Zora's good people, but she's not going to trust you," Kelsey said in a low voice. "Just answer her questions. Keep it simple. Remain calm. She'll likely try baiting you to react."
"You call this good people behavior?" Felecia said without looking away. She wanted Evan there with her, but she didn't think he'd have insight like this.
Kelsey blew out a breath. "It's a lot to explain. She's a black woman in a position of power and we haven't exactly done a great job. You also know why she's not easy to trust."
The mole.