Chapter 60
Allen
I take a break from catching up on my emails and head down the hall for another cup of coffee.
Eight-twenty, I note. I’ll stay just a little longer, then call it a night.
I have just poured a fresh cup when I hear feet pounding down the hall and someone shouting my name.
“Allen!”
I stick my head out into the hallway.
“What?”
Sam stops short and whirls around to look at me.
“We gotta roll, boss. The panic code was entered at Brielle’s place about forty seconds ago.”
My coffee mug hits the floor and shatters.
We sprint out to the truck, and I peel out of the parking space and haul a*s down the road, barking instructions that Sam passes along to the team on the walkie-talkies.
“Get Detective Tucker on the line,” I tell him, then turn my focus completely toward mak
