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Chapter 96

I was shakingas I rushed from the apartment. I sat in the Prius for a moment and texted a photo of the ring to Emily’s sister. Within a minute she confirmed that it was Emily’s ring. I told her I’d explain later.

I had been a fool. As I went over everything I had done in DC, I realized that most of the leads I had followed related to Rhea Wellmy-Steinberg had been given to me by Bobby Patel. He had been leading me around by the nose. He had been hoping I’d look at Rhea so hard, I’d never notice him. Sneaky and smart. It had almost worked.

I was pretty sure Bobby had kept Emily’s ring and phone as mementos. He probably had her ID as well. This was all I needed for now.

I had to figure out how to prove a case legally. I had managed to do my scavenger hunt in his apartment because I had no official role. But if I wanted anyone to make a case on Bobby I’d have to find more. And do it legally. That was the trick. If we weren’t going to follow laws, it would be easier to just track down Bobby and shoot him. Old-school justice. I was just about angry enough to consider it. There was no way I would let him get away with this.

I called Roberta Herring. She didn’t pick up her cell. I was desperate enough to call her office. A secretary informed me that Roberta was completely out of touch today. She was testifying in front of some impromptu judicial panel in the Senate.

The secretary told me she knew I was Roberta’s friend from the NYPD. She said Roberta had spoken highly of me. Then the secretary said, “The arrest of the Supreme Court justice’s wife has sent everyone scurrying to make sure they weren’t sitting on information that could’ve helped the investigation.”

I had seen that on almost every newsworthy case I’d ever worked. No one ever cared anything about these cases until they hit the TV. Then everyone wanted to make sure they had no information that could’ve helped the cops investigating. I was glad not to be a part of that this time.

Now I had few options.

I was almost back in DC by the time I thought of an alternative to Roberta. Already my plan was starting to slide sideways. It was still early. I was confident something would break my way.

I made one call. I decided to stack all my chips and make a wager.

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