Of The Night
When his phone rang, he grabbed it off the nightstand. Picking it up, he saw Gene’s number coming in, and that meant one thing.
They were done sleeping. He wouldn’t call in the middle of the night unless there was work to be done.
“Yo,” he said, sleepily.
He heard his voice.
“I’m checking on you and Alex and also giving you some work. We have things to research.”
Yeah, he’d called that.
They were back on duty, and honestly, they didn’t mind. Working from home was an unusual thing in their line of work. Granted, being able to be with their partner was worth it.
The man turned the light on, and Alex rolled over to face him.
“What’s up?” he asked, putting it on speaker.
Gene explained.
“We’re close,” he admitted. “We had a scene and found something that needs research. Can you help us?”
He was more than happy to assist.
“Sure. Fire away.”
Gene clued him in.
“We have a series of numbers. We need Alex to take a look at them and see if he can figure them out.”
Hearing that, immediately, the man was pulling on his glasses.
“He’s here and up. Give us what you have,” he said, handing his man, and partner, a notepad that had been on his nightstand in case this happened.
Gene was going blind looking at information, and he needed backup to cover for him.
It had been a long three days, and he’d slept maybe five hours throughout those days. Tomorrow, or actually in a few hours, he was heading out withThe Hunters, and needed some sleep.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Hit us.”
That was all he had to hear. He rattled them off.
‘2280020.’
Alex needed to know some information before he did his deep dive into the sequence.
“Any spaces or was that just the series?” he asked.
Gene was staring at the paper on the clipboard. He’d been given the things taken from Rayna’s car, and on the back of the police report she was filling in, she’d scribbled something.
It piqued his interest.
For all he knew, it was absolutely nothing, but being thorough was paramount. Any little clue might give them this piece of shit.
“No. That’s exactly what was written down. Do your thing. Ethan said you’re the resident number-phile.”
