The DA’s knees were an inch from my side. If either of us moved, I would be discovered.
“I’m with you,” Diana reminded me. “You aren’t alone. Don’t be frightened, but be ready to defend yourself. Shift if you need me.”
“Hurry up,” the other man growled. “You didn’t lose the file, did you?”
The desk drawer slid open. “Of course not,” the DA snapped. “It’s right here.”
A pair of expensive loafers walked toward the desk. They stopped beside the DA, and I heard the other man grab the folder.
If only I could see who he was. But moving out from under the desk was out of the question.
“I’ll take care of it,” the man said. “And I’ll make sure that doctor keeps his mouth shut.”
Oh no! Dr. Mancini is in danger. I had to warn him. First, I had to get out of this office with my life and show th
