Chapter 268

"Okay, who else then?" Man.iac asked.

"Ya know, I keep thinkin'," I said. "How did anyone even find out Diane helped me? I mean, we kept it quiet, secret. She's a damn cop, she should know how to cover her tracks."

"Maybe she let something slip," H.W. offered.

"Or maybe we have a rat that's playin' all kinds of fu.ckin' sides," I muttered.

"What makes you say that?" Man.iac asked.

"Just a hun