She didn't flinch as the cold steel of handcuffs clicked around her wrists, the agents' movements mechanical. Shock coursed through her, sharp and electric, but beneath it, something unexpected stirred, a strange relief.
A slow smile spread across her face, startling the onlookers. The weight of her double life, the constant maneuvering to shield her connection with Archer, seemed to dissolve in the face of this public reckoning.
''Thank God,'' she said, her voice unburdened. ''Now I can finally visit him without sneaking around.''
Elizabeth straightened and fixed Senator Turo with a look that could cut glass. ''But let's be clear,'' she added, her tone firm, ''I expect my phone call when I lock up. It's my right, and I'll be damned if you forget it.''
The creepy-looking man chuckled as his eyes glowed with malice. ''You will get no such thing, you'll be hidden so when your lover appears, we can capture him and learn all his secrets.''
