CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Joe walked into the conference room ahead of Blake. Inside, boxes of papers were stacked on the main table, files were strewn around as well. Two male officers and one female worked at one end of the table. At the other end stood three boxes that had yet to be opened or gone through. Joe led Blake straight to those boxes.
“These are the ones I told you about on the phone Blake. Even though DeSilva is dead and buried we still have some unsolved crimes that might be answered by what we find in there. So far, we have found evidence of possible jury tampering and, of course, the usual crimes like racketeering and drugs.” Joe swiped one hand over his bald head. “It’s a mess buddy. I’m glad you’re here to help.”
Blake nodded, slipped his lightweight jacket off and settled
