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“What?”
“I need your gun.”
“What?” said Natty, drawing back and looking stunned.
Decker put out his hand. “Your gun?”
“I’m not—”
“Yes, you are,” said Bogart. He had drawn his weapon and was pointing it at Natty.
“What the hell is going on?” barked Natty. “You’re breaking the law pointing your weapon at me.”
“The price of admission to the party is your gun, Natty,” said Decker. “No exceptions.”
Natty slowly pulled his Glock from his shoulder holster and handed it, butt first, over to Decker, who made sure the safety was engaged and then pocketed it.
“I don’t know what the hell you guys are accusing me of,” began Natty.
“Shut up, Blake,” snapped Lancaster. “And follow us.”
Along the way they picked up Captain Miller, who was also looking as stern as Decker had ever seen him.
“Captain?” began a worried-looking Natty.
But Miller held up his hand. “Not now, Natty.”
They walked up one more flight of stairs and headed down the hallway to the end. Decker didn’t knock. He just walked in.
Peter Childress looked up from his massive desk. Behind him on the wall were an array of photos of him with local politicians and at public events, together with a shelf full of citations and awards bestowed upon him over the years.
His brow furrowed as the group walked into his office. “What are you all doing here? Is there a development?”
“Yes, there is,” said Decker. “Would you please stand up?”
“Excuse me?” said Childress.
“You know the drill, Pete,” said Miller. “You have to stand up.”
“What the hell for?”
Lancaster came forward and took out a pair of handcuffs. “Peter Childress, stand up. Now!”
“Where the fuck do you get off—”
Lancaster grabbed him by the suspenders and yanked him out of his chair.
“I’ll have your badge, Lancaster!” he roared.
“I think you got that backwards,” said Decker.
Lancaster roughly cuffed Childress’s hands behind his back. “Peter Childress, you’re under arrest for conspiracy to commit murder, conspiracy to commit espionage, conspiracy to commit money laundering, and about a hundred other charges, but those will do.”
Childress froze.
Natty stood there staring at his boss, his jaw hanging open.
Childress roared, “You all are going to prison over this shit!”
