CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVELindsey booked his own flight back to Denver. He didn’t have much packing to do. Some paperwork at Midtown North, and some more at the US Attorney’s office. He was starting to feel as if he and Petrus Berry were the Hardy Boys.
He had walked into a family shattered by violence and grief, and helped them to find a degree of peace and a hope of justice. But that was tempered by the dawning realization that Cletus Berry, pater familias, had been dirty for most of the past two decades.
Faithful husband, loving father, dear brother…criminal.
It was strange, Lindsey thought, how he had taken to New York. As apprehensive as he’d been before his arrival, he’d found its astonishing dynamism a challenge and then a pleasure. And the great city had lived up to its promise as a to
