The handcuffs were titanium, but they felt like silk. That's what Special Agent Diana Reyes thought as she watched Neal Cross slide into the chair across from her. Neal wore a bespoke charcoal suit, a pocket square folded into a perfect puff, and the easy smile of a man who鈥檇 just stolen a million dollars and returned the change out of politeness.
She almost smiled. "You're still under arrest." CRIMES.DO.COLARINHO.BRANCO.1--TEMPORADA.DUBLADO
"Which is?"
"Lie. But beautifully."
