“I’m here whenever you need me,” Cam assured her.
“Nick was mumbling something about that Polock. Did he mention anything to you?”
“The Polock?” Cam asked.
“Yes. That cop, Krackoosky or whatever his name is.”
“Steve Krakowki?” Cam was astonished. “I worked with him when I was on the force.”
“Yes, that’s him. He’s been on our payroll for years. He’s supposed to warn us when there’s a bust going down. Obviously, he didn’t think the other night was that important.” The anger and hatred in Sonya’s eyes was blaring. “How well do you know him?” she asked.
“I shared an office with him. I always thought he was a chauvinistic, racist jerk. Why?”
“We may have to terminate his contract.” Sonya stared into Cam’s eyes.
“Is that who Bradford wants taken out?” Cam asked.