I longingly looked at the gadgets as they sat on the table.

"You can't get these until you see Walker." Gemma said.

"Who is Walker? You keep talking about him and I have no clue who he is!" I yelled.

"You'll find out soon enough." Meg said in a suspicious tone.

"He's the head of the FBI." Gemma answered.

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 I stood outside Mr Walker's office, my heart thumping in my chest. Suddenly the door opened and a man sitting in a large office chair behind the large oak desk. He was short and slightly balding. The person behind the desk, who I assumed was Mr Walker, spoke.

 "Miss Rose Harris, you are under our custody. No you're not being accused of murdering the Oaks girl but you will be in the witness-protection-program." he said this as though he was merely stating the weather forecast.

"So I'm not arrested?" I asked cautiously.

"Not yet." muttered Meg.

"Would you please SHUT UP!" I yelled, turning to Meg.

"Rose, please calm down." Mr Walker said. 'Meg, she is innocent until proven guilty.'

"Yes sir." Meg and I murmured in unison.

"Meg, you will protect Rose. Rose you will be civil to Meg and do everything she says as long as she has't insulted you in the same sentence. Have I made myself clear?" Walker said in an agitated voice.

"Yes."