Cord looked over the open and pending investigations. It was mess. It seemed that everyonehad caughtmonster fever. He reluctantly closed the file. he would have to trust that the officers put the pedal to the metal and wrapped these bits up before more hell broke loose.
Nothing said hurry up like your superior breathing down your neck. Cord hated to pull rank but with the Federal Liaison already in the city they neeeded to clean the slate as soon as possible. Cord fough the urge to pour over the information more . Too many cooks spoiled the pot. So he walked across the bull pen and into Jays office.