Chapter 68

Cassandra sat silently in the dimly lit interrogation room, with a single desk lamp casting a beam of light across the table in front of her. When she'd been brought in, the police had already taken her phone. She waited for what felt like ages before someone finally entered. Two officers sat down opposite her. One set out a notebook and pressed record on a digital voice recorder, while the other began the questioning. "Cassandra Blake, Simon Dorsey is accusing you of extortion to the tune of 100 million. What do you have to say for yourself?" Cassandra replied, "May I wait for my lawyer? I'll answer once he arrives." "You have a lawyer? When did you hire one?" "Officer, I just want to know if I'm allowed to contact my lawyer and have him come to the station." Procedurally, she had every right to legal counsel. But the police hadn't returned her phone, instead offering her the use of the station's landline. Cassandra picked up the receiver but didn't dial for a long time. The