"Are you up to this, Trent?" DCS asks.

"Are you?" I ask rebelliously. He might be my boss but right now I don't care. I don't care about anything except getting my girl back.

He's watching me, turning in his seat to face me.

"It's okay to hand it over."

"I promised her."

There is no way in hell I'm not going in there.

"Son."

That's the second time he's called me son. The first time was just a day or so ago. I don't look at him as I tap my ...