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The system was fucking broken.

“She moved here and didn’t tell him where she was going, but he was able to find her. He has plenty of contacts. We haven’t been able to pick up where he is, though. Haven’t seen hide nor hair of him on any of the cameras that I’ve been constantly monitoring. Hell, if it wasn’t for his credit card statements and using his name at a hotel in town, we wouldn’t have known he was here at all.”

That didn’t make sense to me.

The man was ex-CIA. Knew how to hide. Yet, he used his own name at a hotel in town that tied him here?

Yeah, right.

Something wasn’t adding up here, and I said as much.

“Let me know if you end up seeing him,” I said. “I’ll keep a better eye out now. But, Apollo, something about this doesn’t sit right with me. He’s ex-CIA. You said yourself he knows how to hide. Why would he use his credit cards here? Why would he let us know he was here at all?”

“You’ll keep a better eye out now that you’ve met the mother of the little girl you’re helping and have seen her hair and ass?”

I mean, not only because of that…

“Sure, if that’s what you want to believe.”

Constance was gorgeous.

Undeniably gorgeous with a side of perfection.

She was literally every man’s wet dream personified.

Short, shapely. Big tits. Wide hips. Small waist. Ass for days.

She had kissable lips. Beautiful blue eyes. Hair that would make any model jealous. And the voice of a fucking siren.

I’d heard her humming to herself that first day during jury selection.

Smoky and soulful.

But it was her personality that really got me.

Her automatic hate for me had intrigued me.

Though, it was finally now making sense why she’d talked to me all morning during jury selection, then gone out of her way after lunch to stay as far away from me as she could.

“I know it’s what I believe.” Apollo chuckled then sobered. “I’ve been monitoring all of his accounts. Errol is really, really good at what he did. Connected with Silas and we got a good check into his background at work. He was one of the instructors that taught all the little baby spies how to stay invisible.”

“Fuckin’ awesome.” I sighed.

“That’s what I was thinking when I found out,” Apollo said. “Side note, but he’s not going to be stupid and get caught watching her. But he’s not far from her, either. He’ll also know her every move, so you need to watch yourself.”

“By not giving her rides?” I asked.

“By not antagonizing him when you’re the reason her daughter is alive.”

I sighed. “I’ll be smart about it.”

“You and your hero complex,” he muttered. “Take care of yourself, Odin. I’ll call if I have any more news.”

“Thank you,” I said. “Have a good one.”

After we hung up, I cleaned up the rest of the space, straightened the papers that Constance had messed up when she’d laid her head down on my desk, and headed out.

When I got outside, I shoved my shop keys into my pocket and headed not home, but to the dealership where Constance had purchased her vehicle.