Yeah, she had a point.
Raphael didn’t like this.
“This is going to damage Cas. He’s going to crumble. He told me two days ago that she’s the one. He was just waiting for this to be over so he could ask her father for her hand in marriage.”
Well, that wouldn’t have gone well, but it didn’t really matter, now did it?
Fate had intervened, and that sucked.
“I know. We’ll get him through this. We’re his family, and that comes first. No matter what, we support him.”
That worked for them.
Elizabeth continued.
“I just have to piece it together so I can get on this asshole’s trail and make him pay. Uriel said she was working and then headed to the bar to break up a fight. He had to have gotten her after that.”
Gunny was curious.
“How do you know?” he asked, hoping he wasn’t annoying her with too many questions, but he wasn’t accustomed to guarding Elizabeth.
He tended to watch the house and back up Jet with the dogs or kids. Johnny had spent more time babysitting the boss when they were shorthanded.
She shared as they sat there, watching the place.
“Because if she didn’t show up at the bar, her deputies would have been looking for her. So, we have to assume she got there, handled it, and somewhere between there and here, he managed to get her. We all warned her not to let anyone shedidn’t know approach her. I know for a fact that I spoke to her, Ethan spoke to her, and Cas pleaded with her. So how does this asshole get to a seasoned cop? How?” she asked.
It was rhetorical, but clearly, they didn’t know that.
Raphael went there.
“He would need a way to get her to approach him. So, a broken-down car? An accident? A person in distress will always lure a cop in. Then again, maybe he came for her here.”
Elizabeth took her time because she wanted to take it all in. There wouldn’t be a tech team here to find anything. Since they knew who it would be, if Rayna was dead, she wanted this kept on the DL.
For her father’s sake, and for the sake of her bodyguard.
As soon as she pieced it together, she shook her head.
“Again, the passenger door is slightly open. So, he was the passenger, or she was. He had to get her to stop and face him, so that tells me that he had to have been on the reservation since the bar is pretty far back. There’s only one on the reservation.”
She put her hand on the door.
And Ivan went there.
“Oh, Princess, we’re conjoined at the balls. You’re not wandering around this place alone. We go in together. He’s after you, and he could be in there waiting.”
She shook her head.
“No, he hits and runs. He did the damage, and he’d escape, so he doesn’t get caught. He wants me to walk in there and be leveled by what I’ll see. He won’t be in there, but he might have put cameras up.”
Well, in that case, Ivan wasn’t playing around.
“Raph, hit the button,” he said. “Someone isn’t getting his jollies off on watching this. We’ll plant the blocker somewhere in the trees, so he won’t know when we arrive or leave. Put it on loop, so he doesn’t see us moving around.”
The Archangel pulled one of the blockers out of his bag of tricks.
Bless the CIA and their goodies.
