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“What? I knew you were right. Anyone with half a mind could read your reports leading up to the attack and know you understood the real story.”
“We have to look at this as if it is someone the FBI missed or someone new who could be using your connection to both cases to screw with us,” Charity said.
“Always a possibility. Just so you know, TJ and I are on our own over there. We were still at the site when Autumn’s text came in.”
“Okay. And I am assuming that Del is on his way back?”
“I’m here,” he said, walking through the doors, followed by his diminutive wife Emma. Their baby was nowhere to be found. “Mom is visiting, and I figured this might be something we need to hire Emma for.”
“You should always consider me first,” Emma said. A genius with questionable social skills, Emma had been working for the TFH when she and Del started dating.
“Love, I always consider you first," Del said.
“I’m the one who could figure this out, with the help of Tamilya. Now tell me what you have and what you know, and we can start trying piece together who this bastard is.”
“We need to contact the FBI,” Tamilya said.
“Why do we need those wankers here?” Emma asked.
“Hey,” TJ said from the phone.
“Who was that? Is that Hammer?” she asked as she stepped closer to Tamilya. “Do we need Charity right now?”
Tamilya shook her head. “She’s on her way back.”
“Okay.” She grabbed the phone out of Tamilya’s hands and said, “See you when you get here.” Then she clicked it off.
“Emma,” Del said.”
“Whose is this?” she asked. Autumn raised her hand and she handed it to her. “What? We don’t have time. Those FBI assholes will show up and try to take over our case. They cocked up the first investigation—everyone except Tamilya here.”
Warmth spread through her chest. “I was the main person on the team in charge of that investigation.”
“And I read your reports.”
Tamilya cocked her head. The public had gotten the official story, but they had not been given her theories. That had been classified at the highest levels of government.
“Emma,” Del said again, embarrassment in his voice. “Tell me you didn’t hack into the files to read them.”
“Okay, I won’t.”
He mumbled under his breath, but she continued on. “I know what you were up against, and we will have the issue again, along with more problems. They will zero in on you. The Hammer might not think it, but I can assure you his idiot coworkers will.”
Then, everything she said started to fall into place. “They’ll think it was me. Or that I am helping with it to get back at them.”
“Or a hero kind of thing where you can step in and save the day,” she said. “Stupid, because you would never do that. Anyone who has read your…never mind about that.”
She knew what Emma was about to say. Her mental fitness had been questioned after she’d left the FBI. It didn’t stop them from calling her in again and again. She had been lucky that Conner Dillon hadn’t had a problem with it and fired her. And again, Emma shouldn’t have gotten that information.
Del looked between the two of them and rolled his eyes. Before he could respond, Charity came barreling in ahead of her husband.
“So, what did we decide?” she asked, out of breath.
“We have to call the FBI. This is their case.”
She nodded. “I’ll get started on tracing the message so we can tell them it’s a burner before they waste time.”
“They’ll still waste time,” Emma said.
