She sucked her teeth, mock-pityingly. “What disappointing progeny for poor old Joe. Still, he had his second chance with the grandkids. Didn’t he get so, so lucky that he got to raise them all himself. A little do-over.” Agent Bennet leaned forward, and Cooper could see his own tense face in her sunglasses’ reflection. “Go ahead, guess. Which of his brand-new children do you think Joe groomed to be his perfect little soldier?” He wanted to shove her away. Wanted to yell at her to get out of his face. But he couldn’t move.
