CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Keri’s breathing had finally returned to normal. She had passed two black-and-whites going the other way on Sunset and gritted her teeth each time, expecting to see either of them make a U-turn with sirens blaring and lights flashing. But neither did.
She waited until she was safely headed south to Inglewood on the 110 freeway before calling Ray. He picked up after one ring.
“You on the way?” he asked.
“Yeah. I should be there in about fifteen minutes. You?”
“About the same.”
“Do we have backup?” she asked.
“Yep. Inglewood Police are setting up behind a church three blocks away. That’s the address I gave you. Make sure to keep a low profile. Castillo’s en route too. She secured protective custody for Sammy Chisolm at Twin Towers and decided she hadn’t had enough dra
