Chapter 81: Change of Plans

I stared at the call log in disbelief. Greg rattled off names. “James Taylor, J. Tolkien…”

I cut him off. “Detective James Tolliver.”

He stopped talking, and looked at me, eyes wide in disbelief.

“Son of a bitch,” I cursed, stood up and began pacing around the room. “Tolliver. It’s always been Tolliver. It’s always been…”

Then I told Greg everything. I told him how Tolliver showed up late to the crime scene and took over. I told him how he tried to take me out of prison holding and “transfer” me...