Thursday. FBI Holding Facility. Austin, Texas.
FELECIA WATCHED EVAN TURN his back on her and walk away.
She understood why he had to do this. It was his job. He couldn't stop being who he was just because they wanted to have boring movie nights together. She wouldn't want him to be anything except who and what he was.
"Hi, Jacob. My name's Kelsey. We're going somewhere safe, okay?"
Felecia was glad for the other woman's calm. She certainly didn't feel it.
"Come on. Get up." She helped a trembling Jacob to his feet.
Poor kid had no idea who their parents really were. By his age she'd had some sense for danger. She hoped this was all he ever experienced.
"Stay close behind me," Kelsey said looking them each in the eye. "We move fast. Do as I say. It'll all be okay. Got it?"
"Yeah," Felecia replied.
Jacob merely nodded.
"Let's move. Come on." Kelsey held her flashlight and handgun in front of her, leading the way across the room to the other door.