Chapter 23“I tell you, we’ve done it to her twenty-four hours a day and there’s nothing there. No phone calls, no visits, nothing.” Pauly kept his voice low. He knew that everyone in the prison was feeling the heat from last week’s empty shipment. So far, they’d been able to identify Trumble, Tony Hernandez, and Mike, the driver, as key players and they’d identified the warehouse where the coke was planted in the detergent but they still hadn’t been able to find out who was at the top.
“It’s okay. Something will break.” Cameron smiled back at him as if they’d just shared a cute little anecdote. “There’s something here that might be the key to how it’s going out, but I can’t get a handle on it,” she whispered. “There’s something I’m missing. What’s up on the other side?”
“Nothing for you
