Maya had been in her new room for exactly three hours when Agent Chen showed up.
Zoe had gone to grab dinner, leaving Maya to finish unpacking. The knock on the door made her jump, hand instinctively reaching for the panic button Torres had installed.
"It's Agent Chen," came the voice through the door. "We need to talk."
Maya opened the door. Chen stood there with Torres and another agent Maya didn't recognize. All three looked serious.
This can't be good.
"Can we come in?"
Maya stepped aside. The three agents filed into the small room, making it feel even smaller. Chen sat in Zoe's desk chair. Torres stood by the door. The third agent, a man in his fifties with gray hair, leaned against the wall.
"This is Agent Morrison," Chen said. "He's with the witness protection division. He wanted to meet you."
"Okay." Maya stayed standing, arms crossed. "What's this about?"
