“Agent Crenshaw, can you get me everything you have on Marc Decker and the investigation into his death?”
“Because he was a DEA agent, the investigation is being handled by the FBI,” the older man replied. “I'm not sure I can get that information for you.”
“I'll call Lyn,” Clarke said as he grabbed his cell phone and started walking out of the room.
“Lany, pick a wall.”
We always needed a wall when making a storyboard. It was also a great way for Lany to redecorate a room.
Lany huffed even as he slumped against me. “I want the kids to come home, so how do you feel about your office getting redecorated again?”
I wasn't thrilled with it, but I wanted the kids to come home as well.
“Brant, have some men take the pictures off the wall in my office.”
“Shall I get Mr. Lany's kit, sir?” Brant asked.
Lany sat up. “Wait. I have a kit now?”
“We've used this process enough times to know what we need,” I explained. “It's too much of a pain to have to go hunting for everything every time we need it, so I asked Brant to make a kit and keep it fully stocked at all times.”
“Does it include duct tape?”
I snorted out a laugh. “It does. Permanent markers, too.”
“Okay.” Lany went back to leaning against me.
“Jerry—”
“I know, I know.” The man held up his hand. “Get everything I can on how Junior ended up at the East Count Precinct.”
That was a start.
“I also want all the information on this bust. Why SWAT was called in, what evidence they had to get the warrant, all of it.”
“Might take me a little bit, but I'll get it to you.”
“Wait,” Detective Sparks said. “I'm a little confused here. Mr. Delvecchio is still a suspect. You can't turn over everything to him just because his husband says so. That's not how the system works.”
“Detective Sparks, how long have you been a detective?” I asked.
“Seven years.”
“And before that? How long had you been on the police force?”
“I was a police officer for five years before I became a detective.”
“So, roughly twelve years?”
“About that, yeah.” The man's eyes narrowed. “Why?”
“During that time, how many busts did you make? I'm not talking the little shit. How many major busts did you make?”
“A few.”
“In the last thirteen years, Lany has been a major factor in bringing down drug rings, child slavery rings, sex trafficking rings, pretty much all the rings. He's brought crooked cops to justice, helped save numerous foster children that were being sold and used to make drugs. He even helped the U.S. Marines uncover a plot to kidnap their soldiers and use them in illegal fights. He got a commendation from the President of the United States for that one.”
I smiled as I glanced down at Lany, who had dozed off against my shoulder. “What I am saying here is that Lany has more experience fighting crime than probably every man in this room combined.”
