Chapter 25Cameron sat impatiently in Warden Spellman’s outer office. She’d been transferred back to the prison. So, Deems must have finally decided to let her continue her cover.
She straightened up and winced as her side still ached. It was healing slowly. She still didn’t have the strength she had before.
“It’ll take a couple months to heal right,” Carson, the city policeman who had escorted her back, observed. “I got shiv’d a few years ago. Still bothers me when it rains.”
“Thanks a lot.” Cam looked at the stiff-backed cop who was waiting with her for the paperwork to be completed on her transfer. “Now I can always find a job as a weather vane.”
At that moment, Spellman emerged from her office and handed the papers to Carson. “There you go, signed, sealed, and delivered. Give my reg
