Her mind was going crazy. Not only was she thinking about Laurie and how to keep her away from any busts that were going to go down, but the thought of her shooting and why she moved to Baltimore also brought memories of Dr. Karen Amos; the beautiful blond doctor that she had lived with for four years. Karen had been on duty in the E.R. when they had brought her in that day.
That had been the first time she’d been shot. It was the second time Cam had taken a bullet that sent Karen over the edge. They had split up and hadn’t talked to each other since.
* * * *
“I found some interesting information, last night,” Cam told Jean-René, when she called him the next morning. “It seems that the place I’ve been buying from is the only game in town. I guess he distributes to all the other dealers in Magog.”
“Then, if we stop him, we close the door,” Jean-René said.
“Until someone else comes along. And, I got the name of the guy who’s cooking the meth.”
“Really?”