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I quickly turn my phone over. “Hey.”

He arches a brow. “Sexting?”

I arch a brow back. “I believe that’s grounds for an HR report.”

He laughs. “Do you remember that raid we did last year on the Monti warehouse.”

“Yes.” We actually confiscated large sums of cash and cases of counterfeit olive oil, but nothing has ever come of the case.

There were questions about whether or not the Monti’s actually owned the warehouse or the items we took.

At least, that’s what the D.A. said.

He hands me a paper. “Does this look right?”

I glance at the inventory we took of the inventory items. “It looks right to me.”

“Half the money is gone.”

I look up at him. “What?”

“Half is gone. And I’ve talked to Watson and Hamamoto and they say some of their evidence is gone too.” He glances around the area and leans in close conspiratorially. “Someone in the bureau is helping themselves to evidence.”

“That’s crazy.” I can’t help it, I glance at Blackwood’s office.

He shrugs. “Can’t hardly blame whoever it is. The good guys get paid shit while the criminals roll in the dough. But it sure fucks up the case.”

I nod. “This case wasn’t going anywhere anyway.”

“Right. I’m not looking forward to telling the boss.”

“Let me go with you.” I want to see Blackwood’s face. Will he be angry that someone is stealing? Will he look guilty? Good God, I can’t believe I’m suspecting my boss.

I walk with Agent Thompson to Blackwood’s office. Thompson explains the situation and shows the inventory sheet.

Blackwood’s jaw twitches. “This isn’t good for the case.”

“It’s not the only one,” Thompson says.

Blackwood looks up at us. “Any thoughts on who?”

“Investigating our own isn’t my job,” Thompson says.

“Someone is taking a lot of liberties with department resources,” I say.

“Oh?”

“Some transport reports have been changed. A car was checked out using the name of an agent on leave.”

Blackwood frowns. “You think these two are related?”

Thompson looks at me with the same question in his expression. I’m sure he didn’t expect me to lump onto his report.

“I don’t know, sir, but it does show a pattern of misconduct. I’ve requested files that are missing as well. Someone is covering their tracks.” The fact that my boss is on my list of suspects makes this line of questioning dangerous, but I’m an FBI agent. This is my job.

“I don’t know about any of that,” Thompson says.

“It’s all concerning.” Blackwood takes a deep breath. “Any links between all these situations?”