SarahChapter 6
Frank joined us at breakfast, looking sharp and alert as ever. Disgusting! While we ate, he filled us in on events. Norm had quietly gotten help from the phone company and put taps on all the lines in the DEA office. He had his other pigeon cold. A middle-aged secretary, recently divorced, had sold out. She was presently in solitary confinement in the county jail, as a federal prisoner. Her initial interrogation had been productive-completely broken, she was expected to spill everything she...