CHAPTER THIRTY

Anna's Pov

I was very pissed the next morning. I feel like a cheap whore.

Why would Ella give him directions? Is he monitoring me or what?

Doesn't he know I am a mother of four kids?

Ella will always talk about being a father figure for my kids. If I hadn't given Arnold that attitude, he would have been with me.

"Shit!" I feel disgusted.

But I am still happy that I didn't give him the chance to go further.

I moved over to the FBI building to submit my night report.

"You stink, did you come to this place?"

I gave the team leader a cold look. "Yes,"

"And there was no sign of anything?"

"Nothing,"

I hung my handbag on my shoulder, "Can I go now?"

"Well, the officers will be having a meeting first thing tomorrow morning. Be there. You have a whole day to rest"

I nodded and left. I was thinking she would tell me to have another night shift.

Sitting quietly inside the taxi and looking out at the beautiful trees in the streets. I miss Arnold.

I don't even know where he stays or lodged.

"Why