Page 97 of One More Chance

Kenna shook her head. “We’re not on the same side, and you know it.”

“My company would like to speak with this Doctor Marcus Buzard.” She read the name from the pad as if she’d never heard it before.

Kenna didn’t buy it one bit. “For what purpose? He’s a kidnapper, and he uses his medical knowledge to experiment on people.” She looked at Terri. “These are the kind of people you want to represent you?”

Maybe this law firm was the reason Terri Fleming was in trouble in the first place. What if they’d arranged for her to work with Buzard because she had already designed the silo, or they knew she could? Their firm could have made the professional connection.

Terri cleared her throat.

Ms. Romeo said, “Please limit your questions to the matter at hand.”

“Because you don’t want her to realize she’s been played?” Kenna shifted her gaze from Romeo to Fleming. “Sooner or later, Terri is going to realize she’s just a patsy forDominatus. A group that doesn’t care when people get caught in the crossfire.Especially abused children who fall through the cracks and go missing.”

Terri gasped. “Children?”

Kenna said, “I’m trying to find a brother and sister. The police officers, who were supposed to take them to the hospital, handed them over to someone else. The officers are both dead. The children are gone.”

Ms. Romeo shifted in her chair.

“Hard to hear, isn’t it? That a man you worked with does things like that.” Kenna sat back in her chair. “It can be hard when you realize you’re party to that kind of evil. You sit up here in your fancy offices, and you believe you’re not fully a part of it. Or you convince yourselves you’re doing what you can to fight it.”

The lawyer stared at her with a hard expression, all of her discomfort gone. “You have no idea what we’re doing.”

“You’re not giving me what I need to put an end to this. Which is why it’s gone on so long. Because you haven’t done what’s necessary to finish it,” Kenna said. “And now my husband has been kidnapped, and you’re still hedging.”

The client looked at her lawyer, but neither said anything.

Until finally, Ms. Romeo set her pen down. “In my experience, finesse is far more effective in the long run. If it hadn’t worked, then none of my sisters would be alive, and neither would I.”

“I’m going to take them all down. But first, I’m going to do what it takes to get Jax back.”

“You’re part of the program he built. Doctor Buzard designed the modifications made to in vitro babies and the treatment that allows for successful birthrates.”

Kenna asked, “Are you…?”

Ms. Romeo said, “Some of us.”

“He really created it?”

“TheDominatushired him for that purpose, for his groundbreaking research.”

Ramon leaned over to Kenna and said, “And his lack of morals.”

The lawyer’s lips pressed together into a thin line. “He needs to be shut down. Once and for all.”

“Agreed.” Kenna wasn’t going to trust any of them as far as she could throw them. Not that it would be impressive or anything.

This was a Banbury Investigations case. If anyone was going to help them, it would be the FBI.

Kenna said, “We need to know where the silo is.”

The client across the table started to hedge. “I’m not sure?—”

“Don’t bother,” Ramon said. “No one is going to believe you.”

“I don’t have much to offer. Just what I know,” Fleming said, but she wouldn’t meet Kenna’s gaze.

“Just answer the questions.” Bruce shifted off the wall but didn’t move closer. “Because it’s the decent thing to do.”

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