I nodded and smiled at her. “It’s nice to meet you, Tina.”
The office looked exactly the same as when Hawk was in charge. A desk and chair with very little decoration was on one side of the office while on the other was a leather couch. A small stuffy belonging to Hawk’s old lady, Ramona, was on the couch. Tina stood in the doorway and stared at it, her face blank.
“Have a seat,” I said.
That broke her out of her trance and she sat down on the couch. “Thanks,” she said.
I sat down behind the desk. “Tell me more about the man who threatened you.”
“Well, he was tall– I guess as tall as you. And he had dark hair and a motorcycle.” She swallowed. “He told me if I couldn’t get him the money in two days then he would put me to work. He said… he said I had a sweet little body.” She looked at the stuffy again.
“Pick it up,” I told her.
She looked at me, surprised. “Sorry?”
“I can tell you want to pick up the stuffy. So do it. It’ll make you feel better.” My tone came out harsher than I meant it to.
Tina flushed scarlet but she reached out and picked up the stuffy. She held it to her chest. My chest tightened at the sight. I wanted to reach out and comfort her. But I had to be professional and unattached. It would be the only way I could help her.