Chapter 42
I knew I should have called the station and turned over my tape. After all, Grace had freely admitted she’d known that what she was doing was illegal and she’d identified several of the suspects. But if I did that, without more evidence against the big guns, there was a chance that Grace would end up the only one behind bars. While she was part of the problem, locking her up wouldn’t solve much; I needed to get more.
I dialed Alana and left a quick message, letting her know I was heading over to the Bundy house. I didn’t expect to hear back from her because, besides having school work to do, surveillance wasn’t the most exciting way to spend an afternoon.
I parked, grabbed my bag and headed into the garage. There was no sign of Clint Durber, so I climbed up to the loft and ma
