Jessica’s mind was racing. If this were a movie, the police would have come bursting in the door as soon as he made his admission, or at least after he had pulled the gun on her. No, she told herself, the police were too loyal to the mayor. Kate had told her that much, which was why she hadn’t brought them in on her plan. It would have to have been some righteous agent of the FBI, above such petty small-town politics. He would have been listening through a window with some high technology device, gathering all of the evidence that they needed.
But this was not the movies. Jessica had learned the hard way that the Federal Bureau of Investigation did not respond to random calls from girls, even when they promised to have proof of police corruption. So, she had come here alone, armed only wi
