Safety Breach. Delores Fossen
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course, she had. Because his father’s killer was also the same person who’d put three bullets in her. Well, probably. Unless Eric was telling the truth and Gemma had been the only person he’d shot that night.
“I can’t hack into Rory’s records,” she went on. “And, yes, I just tried.”
Again, no surprise, but he gave her a warning glare because she’d just confessed to committing a crime. He was ornery enough to consider arresting her but secretly wished he’d had the “moral flexibility” to do the hacking himself. Yes, he wanted the truth, but the badge meant something to him, and it had meant something to his father, too. Buck wouldn’t have wanted Kellan or his other sons bending the law even when it was for the sake of finding his killer.
Gemma must have had no trouble interpreting his glare or the way his forehead was now bunched up. While looking him straight in the eye, she lifted her hands, palms up, wrists exposed, as if waiting for him to cuff her.
Kellan’s glare deepened, and using his free hand, he braceleted those exposed wrists to push them back down. Unfortunately, that involved the touching that he’d been trying to avoid. Touching, that seemed to bother Gemma, too, because her breath hitched a little, and her gaze finally darted away.
“I’m sorry,” she said when his grip melted off her. “That put you in a tough position, but I’m not sorry for trying to get to the truth. Eric is out there, killing.” Now she shuddered, gave her bottom lip another bite until her mouth stopped trembling. “And he found out where I was, how to get to me. It bothers me that Rory’s a marshal and therefore could have gotten access to my WITSEC location.”
“That’s not the only thing that bothers me about him, but yeah, that’s part of it. What bothers me just as much is that I haven’t been able to solve the murder of Lacey Terrell, the prostitute Dusty was investigating. He was convinced that Rory was behind that somehow.”
Kellan didn’t add more because his phone rang again. This time it was Jack, and Kellan went back across the room so he could have at least a little privacy when he talked to his brother.
“Owen just told me what Eric said,” Jack blurted out the moment he was on the line. “Did he really say he didn’t kill Caroline?”
None of this was a surprise. Not the question and certainly not the desperate emotion that went with it. Jack loved Caroline, and even though all the signs had pointed to her being dead, Jack would never give up, never heal, until they found her body.
“For just a second, think with your badge and no other part of you,” Kellan insisted. “Eric is a liar.”
Kellan glanced at Gemma to see if she was listening. Maybe she was, but she was also back to working on the computer. Hopefully, not hacking into anything.
“Yeah,” Jack snapped. “But there’s no reason for him to lie about that.”
Sure there was, and it was going to slice Jack, and himself, to spell out what his brother already knew. “If we’re focused on finding Caroline, then we’d be looking in the wrong direction—for Eric. No way would he leave her alive if she could be found and lead us back to him.”
“Maybe she escaped,” Jack insisted.
“Maybe.” This was going to slice, too. “But then, she would have found a way to get in touch with you.”
His brother’s groan was the worst slice of all. Jack was his kid brother, and it hurt to feel him hurting like this.
“I want to talk to Gemma,” Jack snarled several moments later. “I want to work this latest murder investigation with you.”
Kellan had anticipated that, too, and had no intention of refusing. “It might hit close to home,” Kellan warned him. “The marshals might be involved.”
“Rory?” Jack immediately asked.
“Maybe. But also Amanda Hardin. Any idea how and why she became Gemma’s handler?”
His brother paused a moment. “No. I would have done it, but I wasn’t exactly at my best.”
No, because Jack had been in love with Caroline, and she was still missing. His brother had gone a little crazy when they’d found Caroline’s blood and then no sign of the woman.
“You’re asking if I trust Amanda?” Jack concluded. “I don’t really know her that well, but I soon will. Let me see what I can find out, and I’ll get back to you.”
Kellan thanked him, and he turned, ready to face Gemma’s questions about what Jack had said regarding her handler. But it was obvious from her widened eyes that he had his own question.
“What happened?” Kellan demanded.
“Eric,” she said, a new kind of quiver in her voice. “I know where he’s been for the past year, and I think I know how to find him.”
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