Chapter Twenty-Six
When the door to Braden’s office opened, both Kazad and Aames were surprised by the sight of Tabitha Mills standing in the far corner of the room. Braden rose and motioned to a cluster of chairs around the edge of his desk. “Have a seat, gentlemen.”
As Kazad sat, he noticed a thick manila folder held closed with a wide rubber band resting on the desk in front of Braden.
“Gentlemen, I know you’ve met officer Mills before.”
“Officer?” said Kazad. “I thought she was with Child Protective Services.”
“She works for me, at least for the time being. I asked for help from the state attorney general’s office because I needed someone who wouldn’t be recognized from I.A.”
“I’m not following you, Russ,” said Hammond.
“There’s a lot that we’ve kept from you,” Braden confessed. “You have two officers we believe are murderers. But that’s only part of it.”
“Only part of what?” said Hammond, his shock quickly shifting to anger. He didn’t like being blindsided. “You’re telling me you suspect dirty cops in my percent — cops you think might have committed murder, for Christ’s sake — and this is the first I’m hearing about it?”
“There’s more to it than that, Chief. Much more. Enough to involve a team from Washington, D.C.”
“The feds are part of this too?” Hammond suddenly stood from his chair.
“It’s their show, Russ. We became involved when your officers became involved. Since then, we’ve been working together and trying hard to keep it under wraps. You’ll understand why after I explain, so please — have a seat.”
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