Trey smacked his own forehead. “He doesn't even see that he may have tipped off whoever is the mole. He doesn't get what he did could have jeopardized the whole operation. Months, years of work."
His butt landed on the edge of the bed as if his legs could hold him no longer. She wasn't sure he was that good an actor. Maybe he didn't know anything about this.
She shook her head. No time to deal now. “So what do we do?"
“We?"
He blinked at her.
“I need the workers back and you need to get the case back on track."
“Most of the workers are being released. One has an expired visa."
“Could he be your man?" she said.
“She. No, I'm sure whoever is the culprit has everything up to date. Those forgeries are good nowadays." Trey shook his head. “You know why he did it?"
“Why?"
Trey stood as
