Chapter 27
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The rest of the day was long and complicated. I had to tie Frank’s wrists up behind his back, using the duct tape he had in his carry-on bag. Then I tied his ankles together and duct-taped his mouth shut, so he wouldn’t start whining at me when he woke up. Then I left him in the tunnel and went up to the DuBar’s house to explain the situation as well as I could, which eventually involved a visit from the FBI’s local office on the mainland, and finally a call to Emily Alvin from that same office hours later.
“This should do it, right?” I asked her. “I mean, he keeps asking me to kill people. That’s a crime, right?”
“Of course it’s a crime, Holder. That’s not the issue.”
“Well, what’s the issue then?”
“You are. And to be fair, Frank Hill is too. The celebrity brothe
