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“Why? You were placed on restricted duty”

“The Bureau cleared it with my lieutenant,” Kelly protested

“No one cleared it with Internal Affairs”

She raised her chin “I’m sorry, sir”

“Brass wanted you out of the field”

“Yes, sir”

DiSilva shook his head “I’ve been ordered to suspend you, Officer Jenkins”

No way Kelly stared at the gri

She sed hard “I’m suspended?”

“Please surrender your weapon and badge”

THAT AFTERNOON, KELLY moved restlessly around her apartment

DiSilva had suspended her He’d taken her weapon and badge

Nothing she said could dissuade the IA detective Not the fact that she had permission from her lieutenant, not even the fact that there was zero proof that she’d taken kickbacks At least the suspension ith pay

She’d already coth workout, one she’d pay for later with sore a class, which Lana clai to help her stop thinking about what a disaster her life had become

Suspended Unbelievable

She hadn’t heard from Trey since she’d called him from the scene in Homestead She hadn’t tried to contact him, either, but why should she? She still needed his car, and what else was left for them to say to each other?

Apparently nothing

She’d thought he’d want to know about the investigation, if the FBI had ed to interview Caleb, if they’d developed any leads on the whereabouts of Ada new to report anyway

Caleb was still breathing, but barely The doctors had hiood intel frohost The Bureau had checked every location Maria had given them, but so far the kidnapper remained in the wind Convinced he’d fled the area, they’d suspended surveillance on her apartment

Her storumbled, so she took that as a clue and walked into the kitchen, jerked open the refrigerator and wrinkled her nose at the odor Any produce or dairy had gone bad in the teeks she’d been gone Now, there was a fun project—she’d dispose of all the rotten food