"When the appropriate moment arrives," he repeated.
"As a legal counsel, I need to build my case," Julian said. "Not a partial one. When I give you what I have, I want it to be everything, not something that can be picked apart because it arrived incomplete." He met the detective's eyes.
"You can always reach out to me if you need anything, and it will be provided."
The detective sat back.
He looked at Julian with the particular expression of a man whose professional experience had taught him to be skeptical of everyone and whose instincts were currently in conflict with that training.
"We'll be in touch, Mr. Vale," he said.
Julian closed his file.
"Of course," he said. "I'm counting on it."
He did not tell them about the nurse currently being kept in a location that was comfortable and secure and entirely off the books. He would use it. Not today. Today was not the day for it.
Amara was waiting in the car.
