"That's for me to know and you to find out," Kira said, then she smiled and added, "honey."
"That's for me to know and you to find out," Kira said, then she smiled and added, "honey."
haggard and angry. "What the hell is going on in here?"
"Who are you?" asked Megan.
"Lt. Joe Loomis," he replied. Then he noticed Kira. "Kira? What areyou doing here?"
"Youknow this person?" Megan asked.
"I asked you a question, lady."
"Field Agent Leary, B.O.T.," said Megan, flashing her ID at him.
"I know who you are," snapped Loomis. "My sergeant out there just told me you came in with a B and
E collar and started throwing your weight around. You mind telling me what you're doing, questioning a
prisoner alone in an interrogation room, a prisoner that hasn't even beenbooked ?"
"She didn't read me my rights, either," Kira said. "And when I asked for a lawyer, she tried to use a spell
of compulsion on me."
"Are you crazy?" Loomis said, staring at Leary with disbelief.
"She broke into the local Bureau office," Megan said, "and when I came in, she was accessing classified
Bureau files. I caught her with this."
She handed the printout of her file to Loomis.
"This is just a personnel file," Loomis said.
"It's my confidential Bureau jacket!" said Megan. "And I intend to find out how the hell she got it! How
did she even know I was coming here?"
"She's Paul Ramirez's girlfriend," Loomis said.
"What?"
"Paul asked me to stop by the office and pick up the file," Kira said. "He put in a request for it, because
he knew she was due to arrive, but he had to leave to go with you before it came in over the modem. I
took Broom along with me for company 'cause I was a bit nervous about being out alone this time of
night."
"You broke in!" said Megan.
"I forgot to take the key," said Kira, "so I slipped the lock. It was no big deal. All the locks at the
university are easy. They're just like the ones in the dorms. I locked myself out of my room once when I
was a freshman and one of the other girls showed me how to slip it. I didn't think I was committing a
federal offense. I mean, Paul knew I was going in there. Only then she shows up, pointing agun in my
face, and drags me down here, gives me the third degree, and threatens to squeeze my brain out like a