The next day, Mia and Jaclyn arrived nice and early at the Munich branch of Interpol. Jackson and Halia were waiting for them in the lobby, and as soon as they arrived, they led them to a quiet room in the back.
"How are you feeling today, Jaclyn?" Halia asked thoughtfully.
"I've been feeling a lot better today thanks to the food you brought last night. The pork knuckle was particularly delicious," Jaclyn replied in a weak but thankful voice.
Jackson scanned his eyes across his sister. Only yesterday, she was trying to escape; he had witnessed it first-hand. So, he was a bit worried that she wasn't completely in her right mind yet.
"You will be going into that room on your own in a moment. Will you be OK?" Jackson asked.
Jaclyn nodded her head. "Yes, I want to make sure that those guys are put behind bars forever."
