“Standard procedure. Come this way.”
“Madison, dear. What is your young man into?” Madison’s mother pushed to the front.
The agent took a firm grasp of her arm and led Madison away. She got down the hill in time to see Dante shoved into the back of a car. When he turned around, he could see Madison was coming.
“Don’t take her. She doesn’t know anything.”
“That’s for us to decide,” said the lead guy.
Madison was placed in the back of an unmarked car. The lady agent slid in next to her and closed the door.
“You’re not under arrest. We just want to bring you in for some questioning.”
Madison was scared. This was only her second time seeing a gun in real life.
“Right.”
The rest of the car ride was quiet and uncomfortable. Inside she was taken into a room and left alone. She didn’t know what to do. The room was cold, and Madison shivered and looked around the stark room.
She sat on one side of the table and on the other side were two empty chairs. She shouldn’t have trusted Dante when he said she wouldn’t get in trouble. They had broken up and she was still taken.
She didn’t know how long she sat there until the lead agent and the female agent from earlier came into the room.
“Sorry to keep you so long, Ms. Bryant. I’m Agent Bravo and this is Agent Daniels. We just have some simple questions for you.” They sat down in the other chairs.
“Ok. I’m not sure if I have the answers that you are looking for.” Madison shifted side to side.
Agent Bravo leaned in, “And why would you think that? You don’t know the questions yet.”
“Well, I don’t know anything that pertains to Dante’s… family.”
“That’s fine. How long have you known Mr. Bianchi?” He leaned back and placed his hand on a folder.
“Less than three months.”
“And how long have you known he was part of a crime family?” Agent Bravo drummed his fingers on the folder
“Less than a month, I guess.”
“Less than a month. But you work at il Signore, which is run by them.” He held his hand up in a questioning gesture.
“Yes, I worked at il Signore. Dante told me he was the owner.”
“Well, maybe that’s true. But it’s still part of the crime family’s holdings.” He cocked his head.
“I have no knowledge of that.” Madison shook her head.
“Of what exactly?”
“Anything that has to do with the crime family.”
“See that’s where I think you’re wrong. I think you know more than this little innocent act you’re putting on.” He tapped the folder with his index finger
“I don’t. Dante and I almost broke up over it.”
“But you didn’t?” He put his elbows on the table.
“Well, no.”
