Twenty-four hours later things were back to normal for Simeon and Vergil; or as normal as they could be for a vampire and an elf passing as humans.
When he got back to the city, the first thing Vergil did was head to the station house to write his report on what had happened and check in with Lieutenant Brewer. He asked the lieutenant if the mole had been caught and if so, how.
The lieutenant told him he had leaked the whereabouts of the cabin to only three people. "I didn't want to think any of them might be the mole. There were four to begin with who knew about the witness who was going to testify against Harwood. Two of them were directly involved in transporting him, and the other two had access to information about where the meeting with the ADA was taking place. I eliminated one of them because he didn't know that you were going undercover to try to get more information on Harwood and his people."
"How did you set it up so you could narrow it down to the right man?"
"Just as you suggested. After getting a legal taps in place on the phones of Harwood and his two partners who'd made bail, I spread out the timing for letting each possible mole know where you'd be. Then it was just wait and see which one contacted Harwood, figuring they'd try to as quickly as possible." The lieutenant smiled sourly. "I didn't even have to tell my third suspect. The second one called Harwood within thirty minutes of getting your location."
"I hope he's sitting in a cell as we speak."
"He is. Of course he claimed we had the wrong man until we laid out the evidence. Then he shut up and lawyered up. That's where we stand at present."
After their conversation the lieutenant ordered Vergil to take the rest of the day off, and the following one. Vergil wasn't about to argue. He planned on sleeping for at least twelve hours if not more, starting the moment he got home.
He got eight hours.