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“And the third?”
“Harry Langhorne.”
“Not another postal person?”
“No.”
“So where’d you get the print match, then?”
“I always check local databases first before I hit the national pipeline. The two mail carriers were on the fed databases. I had no idea if Langhorne was from or had any connection to New Jersey. But apparently he had his prints taken when he was doing some volunteer work at a school. That particular school district required a background check. So I didn’t even have to tap the FBI databaseto nail him.”
“So where in Jersey?”
“Trenton.”
Near my old stomping ground.
“Could he be your guy?”
“Maybe. Thanks, I owe you, Kate.”
Gibson clicked off and tapped a finger against her desk. She glanced over at a still-passed-out Darby, and then at Tommy, who was getting all droopy-eyed because he had been running a million miles an hour since six a.m. and was about to fade into a nap.
Me too. If only.
Her phone buzzed again. It was her ProEye boss, Zeb Brown.
She watched as Tommy lay on the floor with his dinosaur pillow tucked under his head and his thumb in his mouth.And now we have nap launch, thank you God.
She spoke quietly into her headset. “Hey, Zeb, what’s up?”
“I’m sorry if I was a little stern with you earlier.”
“I did think about calling you before I went out there, but then stuff happened. But it was my fault, buck stops with me.”
“The detective on the case, Sullivan I think his name was, contacted me. He said the person was super slick and would probably have talked him right out of his badge.”
“He did?”
“Yes, so I’m sorry for flying off the handle.”
“Apology accepted.”
“Do they know anything more about who killed that man?” he asked.
“Not that they’re saying, but I’m not involved in the investigation, either.”
She crossed her fingers on that one.White lies are good for the soul.
“Right, right. Well, I wanted to let you know that we nailed Larkin’s assets. All two hundred million. The clients are very happy.”
“That’s great.”
“Look, you might want to take some time off before jumping back in on your other assignments.”
Gibson’s eyes narrowed along with her thoughts. “Time off?”
“With pay, of course. And I’ve recommended a performance bonus for you in connection with the Larkin matter.”
