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Chapter 10 - Kendrick Was the BridgeKendrick asked for a lawyer before Graham even entered.

Smart.

Then he asked for a deal.

Smarter.

“Depends what you know,” Keene said.

Kendrick smiled nervously.

“I know who Shepherd is.”

Graham replied:

“Daniel Rusk.”

Kendrick’s smile disappeared.

“You got him.”

“Maybe.”

“Then what do you need me for?”

“Joel March.”

Kendrick’s eyes changed.

Enough.

Keene leaned forward.

“Talk.”

Kendrick had worked courier jobs for Melissa Crane’s law office for two years.

Legal deliveries.

Court filings.

Client documents.

He saw forfeiture cases.

Vehicle seizure records.

Names.

Addresses.

Nothing classified.

But valuable.

Then Joel March approached him nine months ago.

How?

At Melissa’s office.

He knew Kendrick from occasional prosecutor interactions.

Joel asked if Kendrick wanted side work identifying “high-risk property movements.”

Kendrick thought it was private-investigation work.

At first, he photographed vehicles.

License plates.

Storage yards.

Then Joel introduced him digitally to Shepherd.

Daniel Rusk.

Jobs changed.

Theft crews.

Targets.

Kendrick claimed he never understood whole system.

Graham believed about half.

“What did March want?”

Kendrick swallowed.

“Information.”

“On?”

“Certain people.”

“Police?”

“Yes.”

“Graham?”

“Yes.”

“When?”

“Three weeks ago.”

Graham’s pulse jumped.

“What did he ask?”

“Whether Shepherd knew what Mercer had on Price.”

There.

Joel cared about Graham’s Price investigation.

“Why?”

“He said Price killed his brother.”

Silence.

Not negligence.

Killed.

Graham stared.

“Aaron’s death.”

“Yes.”

“Joel believes Price was driving?”

“No.”

“What?”

“He thinks Price covered for driver.”

“Who?”

Kendrick looked scared.

“Caleb Wren.”

The dead retired officer.

Graham felt pieces move.

Aaron March’s fatal crash.

Witness Caleb Wren.

Maybe not witness.

Possible participant.

“Why would Wren hit Aaron?”

“I don’t know.”

“What did Aaron have?”

“USB.”

There.

Kendrick knew.

“What was on it?”

“Names.”

“What names?”

“Cops taking money from tow companies.”

Graham went still.

Old corruption.

Vehicle seizures.

Tow contracts.

Evidence theft.

Aaron may have uncovered something.

How?

He worked as freelance app developer.

Maybe he accessed data accidentally.

Kendrick continued.

“Joel said Aaron had proof Wren and others were moving seized vehicles through salvage shops.”

Eastline Recovery?

Likely predecessor network.

Aaron confronted someone.

Then died.

Joel believed police buried it.

“He spent years trying to prove it.”

“Why build a robbery ring?”

“He didn’t build it.”

“Rusk did.”

“Yes.”

“What did Joel do?”

“He bought information.”

“Using stolen/refund money.”

Kendrick nodded.

“He said it was money the government stole from Aaron anyway.”

That explained the restitution-account scheme.

Joel rationalized taking back forfeited funds.

Then used them to finance illegal intelligence.

“What did he want from my phone?” Graham asked.

Kendrick looked at him.

“Your Elias recording.”

Graham’s jaw tightened.

“How did Joel know?”

“Elias told Melissa.”

What?

Kendrick explained.

After Elias was kidnapped, he sought legal advice from Melissa about stolen crypto and possible civil claims.

He mentioned telling Graham a name.

Rusk.

Melissa kept confidence.

But Kendrick overheard part.

Later told Joel.

Joel realized Graham had direct evidence linking Rusk.

Why steal it?

“He thought Rusk would run if cops moved.”

“He wanted Rusk accessible.”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because Rusk was helping him find Aaron’s killer.”

This became more complicated.

Joel used a criminal data broker to investigate old corruption.

Rusk used Joel’s privileged access to expand crime.

Each thought they were using the other.

Then Rusk realized Joel was feeding task-force secrets.

He began setting traps.

Veda’s crew.

Graham’s Ducati.

Price framing.

A private war between two men using police and criminals as pieces.

Graham felt anger.

“Where is Rusk now?”

Kendrick shook head.

“Joel knows.”

“Where is Joel?”

“No idea.”

Joel had left the prosecutor’s office after counsel arrived? Actually he was in building. Need continuity. He was not arrested. After access freeze and lawyer, likely left. Now missing. Good.

Keene checked.

Joel’s attorney could not reach him.

Phone off.

Car found in courthouse garage.

Gone.

“Did Joel know Elias was working with Rusk?” Graham asked.

Kendrick looked surprised.

“No.”

Good.

That meant Rusk had another angle.

Melissa Crane’s interview clarified the suspicious refund.

She admitted filing it.

At Joel’s request.

He claimed Aaron’s estate was owed money from an improperly handled seizure.

Melissa believed some argument existed.

But the shell claimant?

“Joel provided documentation.”

“You didn’t verify beneficial owner?”

“I did.”

“Who?”

A trust created for Aaron’s estate.

Fake.

She should have caught it.

She didn’t.

Why?

Grief.

History.

Joel had been her client for years.

Another person trusting relationship over verification.

Melissa said:

“I didn’t know he converted funds to crypto.”

Graham believed she may have been negligent, maybe complicit in part.

Investigators would sort it.

Then she gave them something.

A copy of Aaron’s old journal.

Joel had left it with her.

One page:

If Wren comes back, do not meet him alone.

Another:

Price thinks this is only evidence theft. It’s bigger.

Graham stopped.

Aaron trusted Price.

That contradicted Joel’s belief Price covered it up.

Maybe Joel had been wrong for years.

Another entry:

Rusk says he can prove the logins.

Graham stared.

Daniel Rusk knew Aaron three years before Shepherd Analytics existed.

The old corruption case had connected them first.

Rusk may have started as a whistleblower.

Then became something else.

The journal ended two days before Aaron died.

Final line:

Meeting Rusk tomorrow. If he’s right, Caleb Wren isn’t the top.

No next page.

Who was above Wren?

The answer could explain why Aaron died.

And why Rusk later built an entire criminal intelligence system instead of going to police.

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Because maybe when he tried before—

someone higher shut it down.

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