“Kind of.” The woman had dark hair, blue eyes, and light skin, but the mask had covered a lot of her face. “The hair may have been a wig, but I think I’d recognize her eyes if I saw her again.” More memories were coming back to him all the time. “I’ll need another day or even two to finish researching both lists.” There were some high-up government employees on the membership list that he’d need to be careful in approaching.

“All right.” She pushed the chart out of the way and tugged the two case files closer. “There’s some good stuff in here.”

Wolfe closed his laptop. “Like what?”

“The police were investigating both Albert Nelson and Frank Spanek for distribution of heroin, but couldn’t find enough to make charges stick,” Dana said.

Wolfe went cold. His throat closed. “Heroin? When?”

“The police started investigating the two men a couple of years ago, and from these files, it looks like the investigation heated up around three months ago,” Dana said, pulling out another notebook and not catching his tension.

Three months ago. “Are you sure it was heroin? How did they know? What kind of evidence did they have?” Wolfe rapid-fired the questions at her, simultaneously reaching for the police case files.

She paused and turned toward him. “What’s going on?”

Serena pivoted. “Did you say heroin?”

“Yeah.” Wolfe’s pulse started to beat too fast, and he took a deep breath to control his body. “Why?”

Serena looked up at the ceiling as she thought. Ignoring him, she turned back to the papers, muttering under her breath and tapping her foot.

One issue at a time. Wolfe flipped open the first case file, his skin suddenly feeling too tight. The timeline fit with Rock’s drug dealings as well as his possible connection to Albert Nelson, but if the police had been investigating Nelson and Spanek for years, they probably had many enemies in the drug trade. Even so, Rock was getting closer, he could just feel it.

“Wolfe?” Dana asked, placing her hand over the page he was reading. “What is happening?”

Too much was happening. A boulder dropped into his gut with a force he felt to his toes. What had he been thinking sleeping with Dana? All of a sudden, the world came unexpectedly falling down. What if Rock had been working with Nelson and Spanek? Had he now put Dana on Rock’s radar? Although Rock would never go for a drugging. It wasn’t his style. Even so, a cold sweat broke out on Wolfe’s forehead, and his chest tightened.

“Hey.” Dana leaned toward him, somehow sounding far away. “You okay? You just got really pale.”