* It was still early in the morning as I sat at my desk, trying to look through old contacts to see if there was anyone who might could help us find Chloe Cross. My eyes burned from lack of sleep. I checked my phone. There were no messages from Dr. Takumi about Tyler. And no word from Ian Holder about Meghan Danvers. I needed a shower. Maybe some breakfast. Sleep would be elusive even if I tried. There were no cameras at Buffalo Grove Park. Vincent Gaines had seen Megs memories, but besides a description of the car, we really didn't have much. I hadn't heard anymore about JB and I was glad for that. Fighting with the human PD wouldn't be good for anyone, but I would if necessary. I stood up and watched the sun slide up over the mountains, leaning against the thick wood mullion. What a mess. There was a knock on the door and I moved to open it, expecting Thomas. I was shocked to see Vincent. He looked haggard and tired. * Morning. * He rumbled as he practically shoved by me. * Your mate let me in. * He said as he sat down on the couch. * Morning. * I sat in the chair, facing him. * Any leads? * I asked. * Fuck no. The only lead we have is the truck. * I nodded. * We could check dealerships in the area, but JB could've bought it anywhere. And we have no idea what Rickys plan is. * Vincent growled. He was a tortured man right man. We did everything right and it wasnt enough. * Hes broke. He asked her for money. * I absorbed that. * You thinking ransom? * He shook his head, but then raked a hand through his hair. * I don't know. Maybe. I check Chloes accounts earlier. No money has been accessed. * We were quiet. * Know anyone at the DMV that can get a license plate off that truck? We could put out an APB if so.

* It was still early in the morning as I sat at my desk, trying to look through old contacts to see if there was anyone who might could help us find Chloe Cross. My eyes burned from lack of sleep. I checked my phone. There were no messages from Dr. Takumi about Tyler. And no word from Ian Holder about Meghan Danvers. I needed a shower. Maybe some breakfast. Sleep would be elusive even if I tried. There were no cameras at Buffalo Grove Park. Vincent Gaines had seen Megs memories, but besides a description of the car, we really didn't have much. I hadn't heard anymore about JB and I was glad for that. Fighting with the human PD wouldn't be good for anyone, but I would if necessary. I stood up and watched the sun slide up over the mountains, leaning against the thick wood mullion. What a mess. There was a knock on the door and I moved to open it, expecting Thomas. I was shocked to see Vincent. He looked haggard and tired. * Morning. * He rumbled as he practically shoved by me. * Your mate let me in. * He said as he sat down on the couch. * Morning. * I sat in the chair, facing him. * Any leads? * I asked. * Fuck no. The only lead we have is the truck. * I nodded. * We could check dealerships in the area, but JB could've bought it anywhere. And we have no idea what Rickys plan is. * Vincent growled. He was a tortured man right man. We did everything right and it wasnt enough. * Hes broke. He asked her for money. * I absorbed that. * You thinking ransom? * He shook his head, but then raked a hand through his hair. * I don't know. Maybe. I check Chloes accounts earlier. No money has been accessed. * We were quiet. * Know anyone at the DMV that can get a license plate off that truck? We could put out an APB if so.
I looked up at Beck and wanted to growl. Had he forgotten what we disgust only a few hours ago? What fucking ever. I took a deep breath trying to control the rage within me. As I said before, I know someone who can help and we won't need the fucking PD and their fucking rules. Beck raised a brow at me and I knew I was pushing my luck with him. I also knew he was trying to help me find Chloe. Closing my eyes I took another deep breath and tried to explain myself. A few years ago before I decided to leave organized crime someone was stupid enough to embezzle money from me. I didn't have many leads until I contacted a shifter out of Louisiana. She was able to track down the motherfucker's within a few days and needless to say I got every dime back and those particular fuckups were never heard from again. Beck Hadrian** sat back in his chair as he continued to look at me.* "So, do you think she can help us?" Yes! I think she can. That's why I went home. I needed to get her information. I pulled out my phone and found the name and number I was looking for. Her name is Kristen Bauer. She and her cousin run a PI business out of Louisiana and she's one of the best hackers in the business.
ReplyDelete* If Vincents mate hadnt been taken, I'd have had him tossed into county lockup until he learned a little respect. But knowing Chloe was missing and realizing how I would feel, I backed off of my temper a bit. * This female, Kristen. If you think she'll help, call her. I never suggested we use McGregor PD and Im not above questionable practices at this point in time. Whatever we need to do to get Chloe back is what we'll do. * He nodded, punching in the number. His phone was on speaker and it rang. * Hi, you know wha-- * Vincent interrupted her. * Bauer. Im in need of your expertise. * There was a pause. * Get in line, Gaines. You're not the only one. * I cocked a brow as they talked. * You always try to pretend to be your answering machine? * She snorted. * If Im bored, sure. What do you want, Gaines? Time is money, and Im short on both. * Vincent explained the situation and she listened, or at least pretended to. * I'll be in touch. * With that she clicked off. * Bauer? Bauer! * Vincent hung up and dropped his phone. * I guess we see what she comes up with. In the meantime, Im going to see if we can access any of JBs file to try and find out where he bought his truck. * I booted up my computer and got to work. *
ReplyDeleteI watched as Beck booted up his computer and started a search. I'm not sure you'll be able to find anything without Bauer. She's got skills and connections we don't know about. He looked over at me, and was about to say something when my phone rang. I pulled it out again then looked at Beck. It's her... I hit the button and she spoke. "This is going to cost you, Gaines!" I growled. I don't give a fuck what it costs. I just need you to find that motherfucker, before he kills my mate. I heard the sound of computer keys tapping as Kristen continued to speak. "I'm going to dot every I and cross every T. I'll be in touch Gaines. When I'm done I'll know Everything. From the last female Cross slept with. To where Cunningham took his last piss on the day that he died. Cross won't get far." With that she hung up. I put the phone back in my pocket and turned to Beck as he shook his head. "Can she really do everything she just said?" You have no idea...
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