Page 157 of Filthy Lies


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“It is.”

“Are you coming down with something?”

“No. I just get cold sometimes.” She studied me. “Well?”

My brow crinkled. “The song or my findings?”

“Both.”

“I like the song even though my rock-loving heart is crying on the inside.”

“So dramatic,” she quipped.

“As for my findings, well, we’ve got less than I’d like but more than I could have hoped for.”

“Details.”

“It’s a standard email app. Contacts aren’t automatically collated. They have to be added. A set number of messages are retained in storage unless you search for keywords which will bring up older emails.”

“Meaning we have to scour through individual emails to build up a contact listandto gain as much intel as we can from the app?”

“Yes. I’m just relieved it didn’t depend on local storage.”

“Shit, you’re right. That would have screwed us over.”

“It would. Unless the cops have DeLaCroix’s actual phone, of course.”

“I’m sure they have one in evidence but that doesn’t mean it’s the right phone.”

“Yup. So, we’ve got plenty to work with is the good news and I can bring in some bots to start the collation process.

“You’re more integrated with their methods, so do you want to draw up a list of trigger words to feed the bots so they can get to trawling?”

“Sure. I’m just trying to find any information I can on Kuznetsov’s son. So far, no dice. But I’ll get the keyword list to you by tonight.”

“Speaking of tonight…”

She arched a brow at me. “Yes?”

“It’ll take a couple of hours for the protocol I’m running to complete.”

“And?”

“I wondered if you’d like to go on a date with me.”

She sat upright. “You want to go on a date with me.”

“Was there a question in there?”

“No,” was her wary response.

“I didn’t ask you to come on a murder spree with me, Star. Just wanted to know if you felt like eating pizza in Dubrovnik! Although,” I continued with a huff, “knowing you, you’d prefer the murder spree.”

Her grin was immediate. “You’d be right.”

“Thought as much. I don’t have anyone who needs to die yet so you’re shit out of luck.”

The twinkle was back in her eye though. That gave me some satisfaction. She’d been quiet since yesterday evening, going through the motions in a sense once she knew of the girl. We both could imagine what was being done to her, and though we were working to rescue her, it didn’t exactly put either of us in a good mood.

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