“Now, we’re going to keep going. We have a busy, busy day ahead of us.”
That they did.
“She lives there. When she comes home, we’re going to take her and get ready for more punishment. It’s deserved. Do it for your family.”
He would.
But he didn’t like it.
The sane part of him wanted to fight, but he was weak when it came to the voice.
“Fine,” he said.
Closing his eyes, he found that resolve. When he opened them, the meaner part of him surfaced and took control.
As the woman pulled into her driveway and got out to get her groceries out of the back seat, he got out of the vehicle parked not that far away and headed toward her.
When she turned, she saw the person approaching.
“Oh, hey,” she said.
Before she could ask questions, the gun came up, and she was pistol-whipped so hard it knocked her out.
As her body hit the ground, there was amusement.
Justice was coming for her.
And it wasLONGoverdue.
Chapter Fourteen
Saturday
Noon
Hotel
Back at their room, Ethan was hella busy, and he preferred it that way. When he’d gotten back to the hotel, he’d gotten out of his bloody clothes, and tossed them into the trash. Then, he dug through his suitcase and found one of the last few pairs of pants he had.
They were going to have to get supplies.
Because Gene brought clothes, but not work attire, and he had got on the plane with just a small carry on with his things in it.
Blackhawk made a mental note to stop somewhere for gear as soon as Gene was back, and they headed out to do interviews.
As he got down to business, he ran the hell out of the detective helping them.
Then, he ran the hell out of his partner.
Just.
In.
Case.
There was no way the woman wasn’t going to be up their asses as soon as she was aware that Dannie was helping. So, he wanted his bases covered.
Then, he kept digging into people’s lives. On Gene’s laptop, he was running all of the teachers, continuing the search Gene had begun.
