Amanda

The daunting Portland FBI building had tight security, but now I'm in the front row of the lecture hall waiting for Cole to appear.

I feel out of place among the agents, but my presence is accepted. They must assume I'm a grad student here for the lecture.

Cole takes the stage like he owns it. If he's nervous about presenting to a room packed full of serious FBI agents, he doesn't show it.

I'm only ten feet away from him, but it feels like miles. My stomach roils as I remember every brutal detail of last night. I wanted to know what it takes to pass undercover in...