Chapter 19
THE EIGHT-PERSONDEA team blew in with the intensity of a Cat Four hurricane.
It was led by Special Agent Kate Kemper. She introduced herself to Decker and the others with a handshake like a grip of iron and a face set in granite. She was in her midforties, average height, but wiry, with dirty blonde hair and the determinedfeatures of a person who had faced many obstacles in life and had overcome them all.
“I need to see the bodies,” she said firmly.
Green nodded. “They’re in the morgue. Are they yours?”
“Let me see the bodies and then we’ll talk. To the extent I can.”
Green frowned at this, but nodded. “Let’s go for a ride.”
The DEA team followed Green, Lassiter,Decker, and Jamison over to the morgue.
Inside, the drawers were opened and the metal beds rolled out.
The sheets were lifted and Kemper stared down at the first man, and then the second.
Decker watched her closely while she did this.
“Thank you,” she said to the ME. “We will be taking possession of the remains.” She turned to Green. “And we will be takingover this investigation.”
Green said, “You can work it and I can’t stop you. But you can’t stop us from working on it.”
Kemper took out her phone. “I sure as hell can. With one call.”
Green looked ready to protest when Jamison intervened.
“Look, this is going to be a long, complicated investigation with many moving parts. It seems to me that the better pathis to marshal all of the assets that we have to tackle this sucker.” She looked at Kemper. “The DEA can ride point. But the FBI is already engaged and we want to see this through. Baronville has been the scene of six murders now, and to cut the local cops out of investigating the crimes seems like it could turn into a field day for the media. That’s not going to help anyone except a network’sTV ratings. And that would distract us from finding out who killed these people.”
Everyone looked at Kemper to see her reaction to this.
At first it looked like she might be put off by Jamison’s words. But then she nodded. “Ground rules: All investigations flow through me. Leads, clues, interview notes, results. DEA is the central clearinghouse.”
Decker said, “I believethat all six of the murders are connected. If they are, that means your two guys had to be involved in all of that in some way.”
“I don’t see how that could be possible,” retorted Kemper.
“I think I might,” said Decker.
“How?” she shot back.
“First, I need to know how long they had been undercover.”
“Who the hell told you they were undercover?”Kemper snapped.
“No one told me.”
Jamison said, “Then, Decker, how did you know?”
He looked around at the array of DEA agents. “The FBI makes inquiries about possibly two dead agents. All sister agencies give the FBI a negative response except for yours,” he said, indicating Kemper. “Not only did you not respond, the inquiry went right up to the top at DEA and a specialteam is dispatched almost immediately.”
“But the undercover part?” asked Kemper. “They could just be agents.”
“Two agents in the normal course of business go missing, you’d know right away. But twoundercovercops won’t be checking in regularly. They go missing, you wouldn’t necessarily know unless they missed a check-in with their agency point of contact.”
“And howdo you know so much about undercover operations?” asked Kemper suspiciously.