Chapter Three

Layland took off his jacket, dropping it over the back of his chair before sitting down as he listened to his assistant, Flora, go over his schedule for the day. It sounded as if he was going to be in meetings for the entire day. It was rare that he got to go out on missions with his guys. Since he was in charge of the Boston Bureau office, he had a lot on his plate.

Currently, his guys were working on a case that bothered him. Layland enjoyed his job. Putting people who did terrible things behind bars was a pleasure, but there were some he'd love to do worse than putting them into jail. People like the Mickelbergs, a couple who was a part of a black-market trafficking group: buying and selling beautiful men and women to foreign countries that were out of their reach. While the Mickelbergs were small changes on a long list of subjects, they were predators.