The Girl Who Hid It in Her Shoe
And Sergeant Yolanda Reyes said: “What’s in the backpack, Dr. Sinclair?”
He looked down at it, on the chair beside him, as if he had forgotten it was there.
“Her school things.”
“Would you open it, please.”
“I’d rather not.” Still perfectly pleasant.
“I’d like to speak to somebody senior, and I think at this point I’d like a lawyer present, which I’m entitled to.