161 Whose Conspiracy Was It

“I hope what you said wasn't a joke.” I stood up. “If you want to keep testing me, I hope it's over.”

“Mrs Logan, your lawyer is waiting for you in the next room,” Eric said coldly. “This is no joke.”

“Thanks,” I said.

I thought I was going to have to keep dealing with these cops, but the lawyer came sooner than I thought.

Eric led me to another room. A man in a black suit was sitting on a chair. When he stood up, I realized it was Tommy.

“Here's your lawyer,” Eric said, pointing to Tommy. “You have 30 minutes.”

The door closed, and I said to Tommy, “God, why you?”

“Eva, come and sit down,” Tommy motioned with his eyes. “We only have 30 minutes.”

“Did Frade find you?” I asked.

“Remember when Daley asked me to do business with him?” Tommy whispered, “I've been following him ever since he was arrested. This morning, one of my informants at the police station tipped me off that the police were going to arrest Daley again. I asked him about you on purpose. He told me that the police have