Rocki turned the door handle again for the fifth time in the last hour to see if he would allow her inside. She’d gone from angry to frustrated to worried. The inside information Darrell gave her wasn’t what she was expecting. Deep down, she held on to hope there was a reasonable explanation regarding Gino’s questionable behavior and her instincts. The last year, she’d studied, trained, and breathed the Archer case. Every scenario possible of what could go wrong ran through her mind. She’d played the part for four months, and Darrell had blindsided her when she’d least expected it. Not once during her job had she suspected Gino of being a dirty cop. Gino, a detective, one of the highest supervisors in the department, running the incoming drug trade in the towns surrounding Bay City? The thought was unfathomable. She needed to go over the logistics with someone and right now and Tony was the only person she trusted.
