Every kiss from Evie seemed to change Sean’s life.
This one was no different. He left the Sky View Gallery and drove right to the station house. He had no trouble finding Chief Becker’s office—the station practically felt like a second home. The chief was on the phone, but Sean didn’t need to actually talk to him.
He pulled out the papers that had been burning a hole in his pocket since Brad dumped them on him a week ago. If the choice was sell the airstrip to Brad or he’d leak the bank statements—well, he’d save Brad the trouble.
He planted the sheaf of papers on Becker’s desk. Right away he felt a huge burden roll off his shoulders. He snagged a notepad and scrawled a message for Becker. “More material for your Marcus investigation.”
He watched as Becker scanned the note, registered
