Chapter One Hundred-Sixty

Beckett's phone rang while he was still at the office, knee-deep in damage control for a congressman who couldn't keep his dick in his pants. The number on the screen wasn't one he recognized.

He almost didn't answer and thought he would ring whoever it was back later. But some tingle up his spine made him answer the phone after a moment.

"Callahan," he answered, already pulling up files on his co