CHAPTER 11
“What the hell?” Mack retrieves the badge and stares at it. I can’t pull my eyes away. The man who helped me drug Jeff, who pulled a gun on me just moments ago… he’s law enforcement? Legitimate law enforcement?
No. He might be a cop in an official sense, but he’s not legitimate. He’s dirty as hell—has to be.
I finally manage a breath and clear my throat. “It appears that you picked the wrong guy as a prospect. As suspicious as you are, how the hell did he get past you?”
Mack shakes his head. “He didn’t get past me. He did what he was supposed to do and got you out of Jeff’s basement, and then he…” Vanished off the face of the earth. Mack shakes his head again. “He can’t be a cop,” Mack says. “No f*****g way. What kind of cop would let you stay there for even an extra hour on
