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Parting Shot

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by Mary Calmes

“We had no idea there was even a connection between Wells and Polley before two days ago. Obviously, we knew someone was dead; we just didn’t know who.”

Which made sense.

“And of course, even Wells giving those vague orders on your wiretap doesn’t give you anything to arrest him on.”

“No, it doesn’t.”

I absorbed what she’d said and then made the next logical jump. “It sounds to me like you’re planning on sending someone in undercover to try and take Polley’s place.”

“We can’t.”

“Why not?”

“The timeline is too tight.”

“I’m sorry?”

“Mr. Wells lost a courier this week, and he needs a new one.”

“Right.”

“Well, he can’t wait, and we don’t have time to build a backstory and create a whole fictional identity in the time we have.”

“Do you know what’s going to happen?”

“Yes. Mr. Wells will fly to Las Vegas tomorrow night, and from the high rollers at the parties he attends, he’ll pick out some candidates to go into business with.”

“Then what?”

“And then he’ll invite them back to the resort he owns in Sedona.”

“Why can’t you just put in surveillance at that resort? Catch him making a deal to move his product?”

“Because entry to the resort is by invitation only,” she stated.

“No, I’m not talking about some rich guy he’s looking to go into business with. I’m talking about a contractor or––”

“Wells has a private company that takes care of all the maintenance and security at the resort, and everyone who works there lives on-site.”

“What?”

“He’s covered all his bases, Detective. There’s no way to move people off and on the property.”

“Okay, so you’re saying, really, the only way in is by partying with Wells in Vegas and getting an invite.”

“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying.”

“Then you plant someone in Wells’s path. What’s so hard?”

“Like I said before”—she was terse—“we don’t have time. He’s going back to Vegas this weekend.”

“But you could put––”

“He handpicks from the wealthiest, most powerful men, Detective, and everyone knows who those people are and what they look like.”

I had to think. “Tell me about it.”

“It?”