eyes… or yours?” Chet laughed. “Creepy eyes, does not make someone a killer. If they did, you would’ve been convicted a long time ago.”
“I can’t stand it when you go all devil’s advocate on me. It makes my teeth itch.”
“Telling the truth does not make me a devil’s advocate. Refusing to blindly follow everything you say does not make me a devil’s advocate.”
“Val is guilty.”
“Receipts?”
“There’s a reason that mug shot was wiped clean from every database but one. There’s a reason there is no trail. It’s because he’s guilty. He’s guilty, and someone tried to make it go away. I’d bet my last penny that someone is his father, since Tony was supervising chief at the very station that mug shot was taken in right before it disappeared from sight. Victor King was Tony’s Chief of Police. To get rid of that mug shot, Tony would have had to go through him.” Jessica took a deep breath, staring into space. “God knows what else King covered up during his time at the 5th Precinct.”
Chet spoke up and brought her back to the present. “Look, don’t get me wrong. You did real good today. You did.”
“I got an interview at Novsky tomorrow morning.”
“I heard. You always did work fast.”
“I’m going to have bugs and cams set up behind any wall Val breathes on. If I don’t have solid proof he killed the Blacks today, it’ll only be a matter of time before I do. If I have anything to do with it, he’ll be squealing before the end of the month.”
“Then we can move on to the real work.”
Jessica’s eyebrows rose. “Don’t underestimate the Romanovskys. They might be the guppy fish,” Jessica said. “But guppies play the most important role. They lead you straight to the shark.”
“Five minutes ago you were singing a different tune.”
“I’m feeling enlightened.”
Chet smirked. “The FBI’s been after King for almost ten years. I don’t think the word shark really covers it anymore.”
“You’re so annoying. Fine. Fine. What’s the biggest fish in the sea, then?”
“I don’t know. Sperm whale, I think?”
“Sperm whale?” Jessica chortled. “It just doesn’t have the same devious ring as shark . I hear sperm whale and want to die laughing. I want to swim with the sperm whale. But the shark? I want to see the shark suffer. I want the shark floating, dead in the water.”
“If you want King dead in the water, we’d better work quick.” Chet leaned over and swept up one of the many newspapers he’d plowed through that night, dropping it in front of her.
Jessica took in the headline on the front page and scoffed.
“Number one in the polls,” Chet said. “And he’s just getting started.”
“King will never be President, Chet. He might have a chokehold on every cop and mob monkey in New York and New Jersey, but he doesn’t have a hold on the FBI. This man has been destroying lives since before I spoke my first words. Enough is enough. I’ll do my part and prove he helped cover up the murder of the Blacks, and even if every other op falls apart, my op won’t. And it’ll be enough to destroy his reputation and stop him from smearing his shit all over everything else he touches.”
“See.” Chet smiled. “And you thought your part in this play was small. You thought you were the understudy.” He winked at her. “Jess, you’re the main act.”
“I will expose King.” Jessica knew Chet was coddling her, and it sent her stomach churning. “Even if I have to steamroll over every Romanovsky to do it.”
4
Family dinner long over, Tony and Val found themselves alone at the circular fire pit in the backyard. Tony was sitting on the edge of the stone structure with Val pacing before him.
Tony’s eyes followed his son, blazing hotter with each passing second. “What the hell do you mean Rome knows?”
Val stopped pacing and gave