Mike stopped for lunch so he could regroup after his failure with Davis. He didn’t hold out much hope for doing any better with Peck, but he wasn’t going to give up until he talked with the man. Peck owned a used furniture company. It was, Mike knew, a front for his real job working as one of North’s distributors. The average citizen had no idea that the men making furniture deliveries also dropped off drugs to Peck’s street dealers. If one of them was arrested, which happened on occasion, Peck denied any knowledge of what they’d been doing, and the men who got caught knew it was more than their lives were worth to rat him out. In exchange for keeping quiet, their families were well taken care of until they were released from prison.
All that was common knowledge within the police force,
