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“Oh shit,” he said. “Travis! Get over here! They found the rings at another guy’s house!”
To Faith, he said, “What’s the address?”
“We already checked it out,” Faith said. “He’s not home. We think he’s out looking for someone else. I’m at the DOT office. We’re going through the list of people Levinson saw today so we can find everyone who’s married or divorced.”
“Jesus, Bold, that has to be dozens of people.”
“Yes,” Faith said, “that’s why I’m calling you. I’m going to give you names and phone numbers. You guys need to start making phone calls. Anyone who doesn’t reply to a voicemail with an all-okay within five minutes, you send a cruiser to visit them.”
“We don’t have enough cruisers to go around visiting everyone …”
“Dammit, Derek!” Faith shouted. “Stop telling me why this won’t work and just do it!”
“Okay,” Derek said. “Christ.”
Faith snapped her fingers at Michael who set his notepad on the counter and tapped at the two names and phone numbers Darla had found so far. Faith fed them to Derek and overheard Travis dialing the number.
They spent just over an hour verifying names. Eight times, there was no answer, and officers were dispatched to the scene. When they finished searching, there were seven names left that hadn’t answered or been verified safe by officers.
“Nothing?” Faith asked.
“Nothing,” Derek said. “Everyone’s home safe.”
Faith swore. She took a breath and said, “All right. Dammit. Michael and I are going to split up and help.”
“Split up?” Michael said, “Faith—”
Faith held up her hand. “I’ll take Gina Norris. Michael, you take Devlin von Trapp. You and your officers take the other five, Derek. If you get him, let us know.”
“Will do,” Derek says. “I’m sending a car to Levinson’s house, too, just in case he shows up while we’re out running around.”
“Good thinking,” Faith said.
She hung up and turned to Michael, who was clearly displeased at the thought of splitting up. “I’ll take Turk,” she said. “We know Levinson’s scared of him. He’ll keep me safe.”
“Not if Levinson has a gun or is handy enough with his knife,” Michael said.
“No time to argue,” Faith retorted. “Take the car. Darla, I’m taking yours.”
“What?” Darla said. “Now wait, I’m happy to help, but I need that car to get home.”
“You’ll get it back,” Faith said, “but as of right now, I am officially commandeering your vehicle for FBI service.”
Darla looked like she wanted to protest, but finally, she sighed and reached for her keys. “You better not scratch it,” she told Faith.
“No promises,” Faith said, “but we’ll reimburse you for any damages. What car is yours?”
Her car turned out to be an old sedan with faded green paint and a crack in the windshield that ran from the hood to the roof and was positioned squarely in front of the driver’s seat. Faith thought wryly that the Bureau would almost certainly end up paying for those repairs.
It would all be worth it if they could catch Levinson before he hurt someone else.
The ten minutes to Gina Norris’s house felt like ten hours to Faith. She called Derek and let him know the license plate and make and model of her vehicle, so she wouldn’t get pulled over for speeding or running stop signs, but the old sedan was barely capable of reaching the limit, let alone exceeding it.
She finally reached the house and rushed to the front door. Turk didn’t react to the scent the way he had at Hank’s house. Faith sighed. Almost certainly, Levinson wasn’t here.
She walked to the front door and hit the doorbell. A moment later, an African American woman in her mid-thirties answered the door. “Hello?” she said cautiously.
“I’m Special Agent Faith Bold, FBI,” Faith said. “Are you Gina Norris?”
