my phone call,” Nia said, voice steady despite the fire in her chest. “It’s our right.
” Hank leaned against the bars, wearing a lazy smirk. Rights? You don’t have any here. This isn’t your fancy federal building. He jerked his head toward Cody. Put the other one in, too. Separate them. Cody grabbed Nyla’s arm. This detention’s illegal, she insisted,continue reading …
