If I wasn’t in a  police station.”
“Maybe I should take a run at her,” Tony suggested.
K.J. gave him a sympathetic pat on the head. “Get some coffee, hun,” she said. “You must really be out of it. See, in case you didn’t notice, you’re in a police station too.”
“They can’t really hold us for a whole day, can they?” Tony asked.
“Sure can,” K.J. replied. “I think I’ll be out before then. My editor’s probably on the phone right now, pleading his case to the chief. It’s you I’m worried about. You’re the one who saw the killer. If Jackson gets that material witness order signed, you’re stuck.”
She looked around the room wide-eyed and craned her neck toward the doorway. A uniformed officer stood sentry just outside the door.

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