“That credential is issued directly by—”
“I SAID IT’S FAKE.” His shout echoed across the road. More cruisers arrived—three, four—boxing in her sedan. Officers stepped out with hands resting on weapons.
Nia kept her voice level. “Call the FBI command center. They’ll confirm my identity immediately.”
Briggs scoffed. “That’s exactly what someone impersonating a fed would say.”
Before she could respond, he yanked open her door. “Step out. You’re under arrest for federal impersonation and obstruction.”
Nia looked at the officers watching silently, unsure, but none intervened. “I am the highest-ranking law enforcement official in the United States,” she said steadily. “What you’re doing is a criminal violation.”
Briggs leaned in close enough for her to smell the stale coffee on his breath. “Not tonight you aren’t.”
Nia was handcuffed, searched roughly, and transported to the station—her protests dismissed, her badge seized, her phone confiscated. Inside the small rural holding facility, Briggs ordered her booked as a “dangerous fraud suspect.”
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