Sofia's POV

The FBI agent sitting across from me had a face that made it clear he had heard every lie in the book and didn’t believe a word of it. His name was Special Agent Morty, as I learned from the badge he flashed when he and his partner knocked on my apartment door at seven in the morning.

“Miss Reyes, when was the last time you spoke with your sister?” he asked.

I had already answered this question three times, but it seemed like federal investigators liked to hear things over ...