He’d been on the line all day, alternating, with the DEA deputy administrator, and Hawk’s boss, the Western Regional Director of the FBI. He checked the time. 5:15. Emma was going to start freaking out soon. They were supposed to be at the Senator’s mansion in an hour and a half, and he hadn’t even left work yet. But he couldn’t leave. He was so close to getting the heat off Hawk completely. Lionel had done great work the day before, assuring him that getting a peek into Special Agent Donahue’s personal banking records was no problem, and even that gaining access to his DEA files was doable. Then he’d proved it. Lionel hadn’t found anything out of the ordinary going on in his banking files. Craig was only partially discouraged by this. He could have easily been paid off in cash, if indeed he was the rat who had planted evidence and created files on Hawk. But Lionel had given him another idea. Craig shook his head. Lionel was truly a genius, and what he could do with a computer was amazing.
