Page 16 of Sleigh My Heart

“I’ll be having a chat with their boss soon.”

So would he. He watched determination cross her beautiful face. He had to admit, cop looked good on her. “We should watch the rest of the files, in case they brought it back and someone else took it.”

“Agreed.” She turned to the screen, and he hit play.

Forty minutes and four more videos, they had tracked the men’s journey with the sleigh to a truck in the drop-off zone. It was one of those big box vans.

“Is that a mall vehicle?”

“No.”

“Can you zoom in? I want to see if I can pick up a plate number.” Michelle pulled out her tablet and started making notes.

Nick enlarged the image but couldn’t make out the license number. He made a mental note to call Abe. He was a whiz at this stuff and owed him a favor. “I’ll make you a copy of these.”

“Thanks, I’ll have Ryan work his magic on it.” Her grin spread.

“Ryan?” A prick itched at the back of his neck. He couldn’t say why, but he didn’t like the way she smiled when the guy’s name left her lips.

“Detective Ryan Daniels, he’s our computer whiz.”

That should make him feel better. It didn’t. He relaxed his jaw before saying. “I have a guy if Daniels can’t make it out.”

“Good to know. We have them taking it now to find if it came back.” She kept her eyes on the monitor. Leaning in, she clicked the mouse.

Long, slim fingers brushed his. Heat washed over his hand briefly before she pulled back.

“I, uh, you, you can start the next video.” She rubbed her hand on her thigh.

Yeah, he felt the zip of awareness, too. Nick hit play, then fast forward. Cars scrolled by. Day after day, file after file, no sleigh returned.

“I think we found our guy.” Nick leaned back in his chair.

“Looks like it, but…” Michelle stared at the image of the empty loading zone.

“What are you thinking?”

Her gaze slid to his. “Other than I needing to talk to this Cliff guy?”

He nodded.

“I need to check the businesses neighboring Billie Dee’s and see if any of them had cameras that picked up this truck.”

“Okay.”

“If I can track the vehicle through cameras, maybe I can find the location of the murder. The alley wasn’t the drop point. Not enough blood.”

Shit. He would need to clean the sleigh before they used it. “I really need the sleigh back sooner than later.”

She nodded but didn’t say a word. Mickey was smart not to make any promises.

Nick’s stomach grumbled. “Let’s grab a burger on the way. Then we can come back and talk to maintenance.”

“What about Cliff?”

Nick typed out a quick email to HR. “We should have his information by the time we return.”

“Okay, but I get to pick the restaurant. No greasy fast food.”