Morgan sat at her laptop contemplating the situation she was in. They had spent all day in the office checking out everyone’s alibi from the janitor to the CO. It was only a matter of time before they came to her and she couldn’t account for her time. She could lie and say she was home alone and they couldn’t prove otherwise unless that Lab tech managed to clear up that five seconds of video and realized the woman on the tape was her. She was in some serious trouble.
She warred with her conscience. She knew what she had to do to protect herself, but she couldn’t do it. She was a cop, and since she got to LA, she had compromised herself. She was on a slippery slope, and if she didn’t rectify it, she was going to tank her career. She had three problems as she saw it right now. She had no a
