Second Watch
“I suppose the leaves were turning as we drove across Snoqualmie Pass, but the truth is, we were hunkered down and talking. We’ve both put in a lot of years in the world of law enforcement, but the idea of coming face-to-face with the possibility of crooks in the cop shop still has the power to shock and dismay. That had to be what this was. Whoever had tampered with the evidence and the microfiche had to be a cop, and one who was a long way up the food chain.
We were over the pass and driving past Easton when my phone rang. “Mr. Beaumont?” a stranger’s voice asked. “This is Glenn Madden. My wife said you called.”
I could hear the sounds of voices and laughter in the background. Obviously Madden hadn’t waited until he got home from the board meeting to give me a call.
“Thanks for getting back to me so soon,” I said. “I didn’t mean that you should drop everything to call me.”
Madden laughed.
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