Page 114 of Love Takes Home

“Guys,” Sammy interrupts the potential hallway fight. “There’s more.”

“What else?” Davis throws his hands up.

Sammy shakes his head, taking a deep breath. “He wasn’t just selling or distributing. He was recruiting. Had fucking contracts and everything.”

“Did Mary look at those?” I ask.

“She did. Took a photo of a couple of them. Some big names were on these contracts.”

“You’re telling me Keith Brown, the vice principal, was recruiting sellers?” I need to hear this again.

“Not just sellers. Guys, I think he was a Boss.”

“What were the names?”

“Dragon, the guy—”

“We know Dragon. He’s out of the game now,” Davis tells him. “He’s in jail serving time after turning evidence.”

“Seamus O’Conner.”

Davis looks at me, and I nod my head. “Out of Boston. Aiden’s family.”

“Ivan Pavlov and his family.”

“They are all gone now, right?” I ask.

“Should be,” Davis confirms.

“Katya Sokolova.”

I look at Davis, who shrugs. “That’s a new one to me.”

“And there’s something else,” Sammy says, looking up and down the hallway, making sure we’re really alone. “Bethany McGraw came into the station this afternoon.”

“The teacher?” Davis asks.

I already know where this is going. And it’s not good.

“What did he do to her?” I ask.

“She had a black eye, some bruising on her back, and was in the middle of withdrawal.”

“She said it was him?”

“She did. And said he was supposed to give her more product, but he showed up and beat her instead.”

“Are we sure he’s dead? I’d like to join the line of people who would enjoy killing him,” Davis growls.

“He’s dead.”

“Do we, uh, know which bullet did it?” He looks at me, trying to read my face.

“We don’t. And I don’t know that we ever will. Tell yourself and Ginny whatever you need to in order to make sure she’s okay,” Sammy quietly says.

“Thanks.”

“You have someone to talk to her? Doc Goode is really staying for a few days?”

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