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said, my tone steady and my eyes darting between both agents.
    Scarlett thought she saw a sliver of emotion from Agent Parker, but she’s hooking him up to an EKG machine to see if his heart rate fluctuated or to see if he even has a heart, the jury still out on that.
    “What list?” Agent Parker leaned in closer.
    I had his attention. “I’m in possession of a file that contains the names and how they’re tied to the Mob.”
    “How did you come to obtain such a list?”
    “That isn’t important,” I said. Not giving them my source because they would storm Chanel Six and Nelson’s office demanding the file and he would cave and hand it over. This was my insurance policy.
    “So do we have a deal?” I said.
    “We will be back, Miss Ellington,” Agent Parker said, again his chair scraping the concrete as he shoved back from the table.
    “In writing, signed by whomever has the authority to approve this deal,” I said as both agents disappeared out the door.
    Scarlett was fogging up the window where my voyeur watched and amused herself by writing ‘loser— dork —bastard’ in the mist. I got up and walk around the room. My stomach was free falling off a cliff without a parachute. I wanted the Feds to need me more than I needed them.
    It seemed like hours before the two agents returned and I realized I had no clue how long I had been there and wished I had my purse, but Agent Parker confiscated it when they abducted me. Without a doubt Victor was losing his mind because I was sure he had been trying to reach me and I hadn’t responded.
    Scarlett fished her bright red lipstick out of her pocket, hoping that the Navy Seals would be arriving at any minute to rescue us.
    The gray metal door flung open with that familiar creak I was used to hearing and both agents retuned. Agent Parker held a folder in his left hand and slapped it on the table in front of me.
    “Open it,” he ordered.
    I pulled out the first piece of paper and started reading. It exonerated both myself and Victor from any wrongdoing or charges if I agreed to assist the Feds in apprehending the names on the list by wearing a wire-tap to capture those individuals that the FBI deemed as potential suspects and wear a wire with any meeting I had with Joe Salvatore as well as agree to ask him a set of questions given to me by the FBI. Forfeiture of this list to the FBI must be made within forty eight hours of signing this contract. Failure to comply or cooperate would deem this contract as void. It was signed by their boss.
    Scarlett put on her reading glasses and was reading along over my shoulder referencing the book “Law for Dummies”.
    “Okay, my only change is I want the timeframe that we will be exonerated as indefinitely so you don’t suddenly invent new charges after I help you.”
    Both Agents exchanged glances and Agent Parker nodded to Agent Davis. They rose and headed back out the door. Scarlett was starting to bounce off the walls like a toddler on Red Bull and crack. She’d been contained way too long in this tiny room. She hated small spaces and the FBI were boring compared to the CIA and the other government agencies. Why couldn’t one of them kidnap us?
    The familiar creak filled the room as the gray metal opened again and both agents appeared. Agent Parker handed me the contract and a pen. I read it again slowly and it had the revision I requested.
    I was hesitant to sign this without an attorney looking at it first, but that was not an option. This was a one-time limited deal. It was now or never, and this would keep the Feds off my back. It also meant something more, that I needed my job back with Nelson. I had the file saved on a zip drive, but I had to be close to the source in case his informant fed him more information and names.
    “Where is my copy?” I asked.
    Agent Parker took another copy out of the folder and handed it to me.
    I signed and pushed it back across the table to him. He snatched it up and handed it to