“Okay, sorry about that. I needed to get to a quiet place.”

“What was so urgent, Parker?”

I leaned back in my leather chair and scrolled through photos of Charity on my phone.

“We had tech support here yesterday, and they noticed a breach in the system.”

I dropped my phone on my desk and sat ramrod straight. “And?”

“They notified Internal Affairs about what they found.”

“And what did they find?”

“Someone tampered with evidence and some even went missing.”

Dammit, Adelaide, what did you do?

“What evidence?”

“Someone accessed evidence from a murder case, Aurora Murray. Ring any bells?”

“No.” Although the name sounded vaguely familiar. “What about the missing evidence? What case was that for?”

“Josh Gibbons.”

“Okay. Anything I need to be worried about?”

“Well. Internal Affairs just started investigating, so we’ll just have to wait and see. But no one in this department has the skills, or know how, to hack into the soda machine, much less our evidence logs.”

“Okay. Let me know if anything comes of it.”

“Yes, sir.”

I hung up the phone, leaned my elbows on the desk, then buried my face in my hands. Things keep getting better and better.

Exhaling, I pressed the extension line to ring Martha’s desk.

“Yes, sir.”

“Get me Senator Adams on the line, would you?”

“Right away, sir.”

I waited a moment until she beeped back in. “He’s on line two.”

“Thank you, Martha.”

Pulling my seat closer to my desk, I adjusted my suit jacket, rolled my shoulders, and then picked up the receiver.

“Adams, how are you?”

“Doing good, Nico. Just getting ready for the primaries.”

“Ah, yes. Elections are coming up. Good luck.”

“Thank you. It’s gonna be a tight run this year, I think, but I have confidence we can pull it off.”

“That’s great. Good. Good.” I pulled in a deep, silent breath. “Listen, I’m going to a club with that hot number you met a while back. I thought we could get some drinks and celebrate your victory since we never got the chance. What do you say?”