“He went out of his way to hide his face. Maybe it’s nothing more than a man having an affair where he shouldn’t be, but I’d feel better if you got a name and address.”

“Okay. Did you learn anything more from Mrs. Finch?”

“No. She has no clue as to who would want to murder her husband. And nothing about the counterfeit money. Has Cory shared an autopsy report?”

“Not yet. But it’s pretty clear a shot to the chest will be the cause of death.”

“Push for a more thorough report, Frank.”

There was a brief silence as Mancini weighed her words. “What are you not telling me?”

“I have a hunch, is all.”

“Have you shared this hunch with Cory?”

“No. But ask him for more than just a description of the chest wound. And call or text when you know something about that tag.”

“Okay. Listen, Ethel, we’re releasing Finch’s name to the media this morning, but Bradshaw’s handling the press relations.”

“Richmond press?”

“Not specifically. Bradshaw and I are trying to keep it local, although some enterprising reporter will probably go for the next of kin. They always do.”

“And always will. On-camera grief means ratings. You and Bradshaw won’t change that, but thanks for trying.” She disconnected.

Jesse studied her. He saw the determined profile and furrowed brow. Her mind was running on all cylinders. “This autopsy thing. It’s more than a hunch, isn’t it?”

Ethel nodded. “Much more. Jonathan had terminal brain cancer. Only his wife and doctors knew. And it explains a lot.”

“Like what?”

“Like why he was carrying a personal Beretta instead of his issued Sig Sauer. If he had to use a gun, he didn’t want the slugs traced back to him.”

“So he was part of the team that stole those bills?”

“I don’t think so. Why would they fight over counterfeit money? I think Jonathan might have been selling something that he didn’t want traced. He didn’t know the money would be counterfeit.”

“Then there must be two corrupt elements in the Secret Service?”

“Maybe one corrupt and one desperate. One greedy and one trying to provide for a special-needs child.”

Jesse fingered the KryptoFold device and slip of paper in his pocket. “I think it goes back to Dwayne Parker, KryptoFold’s embezzling CEO.” He showed Ethel what he’d discovered hidden in the LEGOs along with the external drive. “Jonathan could have easily slipped this in his pocket since he was first on the scene of Parker’s suicide.” Then the full ramification struck him. “You don’t think Jonathan murdered Parker for this key to his cryptocurrency?”

“No. But I think he went after Parker without backup, well aware he could be shot. Killed in the line of duty would have meant more money for his family. But Parker did commit suicide.”