The Prescotts Thought My Uniform Was Decorative

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Todd stared at the badge.

“What is this?”

Agent Cobb looked at him.

“Todd Prescott?”

He tried to smile.

“Yes. I think there’s been a misunderstanding.”

“That’s fine,” she said. “People say that a lot.”

Gayle touched his arm.

Not comfort.

Warning.

Cobb looked past them toward Janelle, and her voice changed by one notch. Not soft. Careful.

“Mrs. Prescott,continue reading …