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“You know what happened just before we came home. You read my file.” I glanced at Frank, who had arrived early that morning. “He knows I won’t let Brown’s murder go, not without a fight, and I won’t. I don’t know how he found me or why he chose Ivy.” Mark huffed and made us look at him. “But he’s sending me a message that he can meddle in my business.”
“You’ve got something to say?” Cole questioned Mark.
“Only that if I was worried about Ty digging into a murder that could send me away for life, I’d go after his girl, too.”
“We’re not dating,” I cut in.
“It may not be official, but hell, you two have more heat than an afternoon in a southern kitchen in the dead of summer.”
“Even if that’s true,” Daniel spoke up, “that doesn’t explain how Hill knew you two were together.”
“Were you and Ivy out somewhere together?” Frank gave me a curious look.
“Shit.” I closed my eyes as a thought slammed into me. “Cole, can you access the logbook for Camp Green?” He opened his laptop and started typing. “Nothing.”
“His name doesn’t come up?” I rubbed my face and thought for a moment. “Try Matthew Rivera.” I waited, and a moment later he huffed.
“Matthew Rivera was logged in the same time we were there.” He confirmed my thoughts.
“Fucking vultures,” I hissed and slammed my fist into the steel table.
“Where is Hill now?” Cole looked at Mark.
“He wasn’t the one who threw the punch, so I couldn’t press charges against him. So, I peeled him off the floor, stuck him in a cab, and threatened him if he ever returned to Redstone.” Mark shrugged. “Discreetly, of course.”
“You let him go?” I couldn’t help saying it even though I knew he had to. Thoughts entered my head of how I could have left him at the airport in a wheelchair.
“He used a fake name to pick up a woman, but it’s not a crime.” Mark leaned forward. Frank made a sound as he looked at his phone, but when he didn’t comment, Mark shrugged and went on. “Sorry, Ty. His background is squeaky clean, too. Not even a parking ticket.” Mark made a zero shape with two fingers and then let his arm drop in defeat. “I got nothing.”
“His brother is a JAG lawyer. He gets off on everything.” I squeezed my eyes shut when I saw Brown’s face again as the bullet plowed between his eyes. Frank quickly exited the room.
“Again, I’m sorry,” Mark repeated and lowered his voice. “We totally get losing someone we shouldn’t.”
I thought my head was going to explode. First Hill and Brown, and now the thought of Hill and Ivy.
“Beckett,” Cole used my last name, and I knew there was an order coming, “Doc Roberts is waiting for you.”
Fuck.
I opened the door and flew out more murderous than I’d ever felt before. My blood boiled and my heart raced to catch up. Frank caught my eye from the hall, and his expression told me more shit was about to hit the fan.
“Hey, Ty.” Doc Roberts read my mood like an open book. “Take a seat.” I felt caged and wild. I was unsure what might come out, so I stood back up and grabbed the door handle.
“Do you need a moment to cool off?” He removed his glasses. A moment wouldn’t be nearly enough. “You need to be cleared, Ty.” His voice changed to a firm, quiet tone. “If you aren’t and they get the call, you’ll be staying put.”
That wasn’t going to happen.
I stepped inside, closed the door, and took a seat across from him.
“I’ll keep this short, but I need to know a few things.” I nodded and leaned into my arms, my hands pressed hard against my thighs. I was incredibly jacked up, and I wasn’t sure how I was going to do. I escaped into my Middle East mindset.
“Have you made any friends here?” he started.
“Everyone seems nice.”
“Do you consider them friends?”
“I do.” That was the truth.
