Chapter 11
Carlan drove back to Bend, his mind churning. He wasn’t going to accomplish anything in Portland, not with Brosterhouse in the way. Despite Jamie’s restraining order, in his hometown he was still in pretty good standing with his colleagues, many of whom had their own problems with ex-wives and girlfriends.
He also had a trump card. The last time he’d been in trouble with his boss, Captain Anderson, he’d been relegated to deskwork. There, he’d come across a discrepancy in the inventory of guns. He’d known from the moment that he reported the missing rifles that his boss had sold them for cash, and his boss had known that he knew.
Carlan was careful not to overuse this useful piece of information. He was satisfied staying a patrolman, where the possibility of bribes for moving
