Chapter Twenty-Five
Detectives Bennett and Thompson dropped Chap at his bank, just a street away from Police Headquarters. After completing what he considered to be an inordinate amount of paperwork, he was assigned a safety deposit box. A stern, ramrod-straight, senior bank employee led him to a large walk-in vault deep in the bowels of the bank building. The banker stood silently at a discreet distance as Chap locked the original of the operations order and Eddie Dickson’s note securely away and slid the long, narrow container into its niche in a wall of similar security boxes.
The relief he felt was immediate. They could come after him now, and he would welcome it. There was a part of him that was looking forward to meeting up with those responsible for the killings. Now that the incr
