Jimmy Chester’s BB eyes darted around the office not looking at me. “The department made it very clear. They think they have enough evidence to terminate your employment.” It was early morning. I’d arranged to meet with the rat at his office after his late night phone call had ruined another good night’s sleep. I set my Starbucks latte on the edge of his desk. “I don’t understand how IAD can make that claim.” “Blaylock wouldn’t tip his hand, but he told me that if you don’t resign there could be enough evidence to have the DA file criminal charges against you.” “Charges? For what?” “That’s all he would say. Believe me, I’m on your side, Detective. But I want you to know something—they want your head.” I thought about Charlie’s name for police administration. “Guess that’s why they call it the Tower.”
