The building was on a busy interchange and traffic had ground to a halt thanks to the cop cars and ambulance that were taking up part of the road. Tough shit, she thought. You’ll get to wherever you’re going even if you will be late. The woman in there will never get home. She knew she was tense, more than was normal. Tony had freaked her out a bit with his reaction and she couldn’t figure out what was wrong with him. Maybe she didn’t have him as well trained as she thought. It was more than that though and she knew the second reason, while completely selfish, was the one that had her adrenalin in knots. She could feel the clock ticking on this case already, not just in terms of getting a result but also making it hers. She’d been in the right place at the right time to get the call to the Odeon but she knew keeping it wouldn’t be as simple as that. MIT was packed with people who’d want their hands on this and would be trying to rip hers from it.
