Cullen grimaced at Jenns obvious contempt for him.
Ill do that, he said, puffing up his considerable physique in an attempt to exert male authority. And Ill book a place for the three of you as well. Meanwhile, Chief Powell here will show you to a vehicle.
Powells heavy, bloodhound-like jowls hung in an expression of bewilderment as he watched Cullen stalk away. Riley knew what Powell must be thinking. Surely he was worried that an FBI team and the railroad police were starting to look like a bad mix, and he was going to get caught in the middle of an ugly situation.
Finally Powell shook his head and led Riley and her team outside to a parked vehicle. He gave them the keys and directions to the Fisher home.
As Riley drove, she said, Jenn, I dont blame you for not liking Deputy Chief Cullen, but