Trail of Secrets(71)
“Y-you can’t threaten me. I’m an assistant district attorney.”
Dorothy laughed. “And how long do you think that would last if your boss knew all the kickbacks you’ve taken to let felons off the hook? You might find yourself sharing a cell with somebody who really has it in for you.”
“And some of those friends I’ve made by letting them off might like the opportunity to shut up a loudmouth like you, Dorothy. So if you know what’s good for you, you’ll stop telling me what to do. Now I’m leaving and I want you to tell your friends their little racket is over, and I’m out.”
“You’re not leaving until I say you can.”
Callie pressed her ear against the door as the sounds of a scuffle welled up from inside the office. A chair crashed to the floor. Something made of glass shattered. Callie clamped her hand over her mouth. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She had to call Seth and get him to the shelter as soon as possible.
She pulled her cell phone from her pocket and backed up a step to distance herself from the door. Before she could punch Seth’s number in the phone, her foot struck something behind her, and she stopped. A hand clamped down on her shoulder and squeezed hard. Her legs threatened to collapse, and her heart exploded in her chest.
A warm breath fanned her cheek, and a deep voice whispered in her ear. “What do you think you’re doing?”
TWELVE
Callie breathed a sigh of relief when she turned and stared into the face of her uncle’s best friend and former partner, Captain Anthony Wilson. There was no need to call Seth now. She slipped the phone back into her pocket. “Anthony, what are you doing here?”
He frowned and shook his head. “Checking on you. I ran into Marty Weaver, and he told me he’d come by looking for an informant last night. He said he saw you working here. Why?”
She shook her head. “There’s no time to go into that now. Assistant District Attorney Abby Dalton is inside with Dorothy Tipton. They’ve been yelling and fighting.”
“Fighting?”
She pulled him closer to the door. “You’ve got to get in there right away and arrest them. I heard them talk about all these felons Abby has released to help Dorothy and her friends with some kind of racket.”
“You did?” Anthony pulled his gun from his holster. He stepped around Callie. “Stay behind me.”
Callie jumped behind Anthony and watched as he turned the knob and pushed the door open. He burst into the room with Callie right behind him. Once inside he reached around her and closed the door. “Okay, ladies. Callie tells me you’ve been yelling and making some wild accusations in here. Anybody want to tell me what’s going on?”
Abby’s and Dorothy’s mouths dropped open, and they stared in disbelief at Callie. “I don’t know what she’s talking about,” Abby said.
“Neither do I,” Dorothy added.
Callie stepped up beside Anthony. “They’re lying. You can tell they’ve been in a fight from the overturned table and the broken glass on the floor. I heard everything they said. They’ve been working together in some kind of racket. Abby gets a kickback for dropping charges against prisoners so they can work with them. From the way it sounded, you need to arrest them and find out what they’re involved in.”