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-chapter thirty nine-
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"YOU KNOW WHEN I SAID WE CANT MAKE ANY ASSUMPTIONS YET?" TIM ASKED LAYLA AS HE LOOKED DOWN AT HER.
Layla nodded shaken from the eye contact she had made with Mad Dogs dead body.
"Well start making them." Tim spoke.
"Mad Dog was talking about Blair. I'm sure of it. He said she knows all my secrets. He admitted to being the one who compromised the mission. And Blair she knows a lot, cops tell her a lot expecting it to be held confidentially. If she's the mole then we have a bigger problem on our hands than we thought."
Layla paused.
Knowing that Tim himself had been vulnerable with her. "Are you okay?" She asked changing the topic.
Tim paused not knowing what to say. "I don't know. I still have to get my statement written out. I have to watch my back, Pearsons trying to pin this on me. I need a union rep and an attorney."
Layla placed her hand in his. "Let's get going then."
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"I hope you know you can't have your pregnant rookie wife as your union rep. It's a conflict of interest." Pearson spoke as he crossed his arms.
Layla rolled her eyes. "We know that. We were waiting for you to arrive."
"John's on his way. We can begin questioning then." Tim said to him. Pearson nodded before he walked away.
Layla paused as she made eye contact with Angela.
"He's an asshole." She shook her head before crossing her arms. "You want something to drink?" She offered looking up at him.
Tim shook his head. "I'll be right back."
He paused before he nodded Layla squeezing his hand once more before she walked over to the break room.
She opened the door stopping as her gaze meet Angela's.
"How is he?" Angela asked her.
"He's Tim. Pearson is up his ass though. He's trying to pin this on him. I can feel it."
"Pearson will do whatever it takes to get a promotion. I know this is a lot."
