"There was a girl. A police officer who was present during my arrest," Ethan said the leader. "Do you know anything about her?"
His voice was strained, thick with a bitterness he couldn't quite hide. He remembered her face, her uniform, and the way she had leaned close to him, promising that she would testify in his favor. She had offered him a spark of hope, a promise of justice, and then she had vanished, leaving him to rot. To Ethan, a broken promise was a debt that could only be paid in blood or tears.
"I'm not sure, boss. There were dozens of officers involved in that sweep," said Thompson, pulling out his encrypted phone. "What was her name?"
"Agent Sparks," Ethan said the young man.
"One moment. If she's still on the force or in the system, I'll find her," said Thompson.
