He took a seat across from Sophie Pearce and stared at her, his look dark, violent, scary, because he didn’t say a word. Mike followed him more slowly, stood against the wall, her arms crossed, silent. Nicholas said without preamble, his voice hard and low, “We know you’ve been lying to us, Ms. Pearce. We know the young man you called Kevin Brown this morning wasn’t an old employee. We know he was your brother, Adam. We have a warrant out for his arrest, and every law enforcement official in the tri-state area has been informed of his acts of treason against this country. They won’t go easy on him when they find him. Trust me on this, you want us to be the ones who take him into custody. Now, tell us how to find him or we’ll arrest you as an accessory to murder.” Nicholas had taken her off guard. Mike watched Sophie Pearce press back against the chair, maybe a bit afraid now, but then she got hold of herself. She even sat forward, ready to face him down.
