Shotgun, I said. Agent Knight—Roman—froze and glanced across the yard. Where? I stopped too and blinked at him. It’s an expression. For the front passenger seat. You know, calling shotgun?
Angela Roquet
Shotgun, I said. Agent Knight—Roman—froze and glanced across the yard. Where? I stopped too and blinked at him. It’s an expression. For the front passenger seat. You know, calling shotgun?