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And with that morbid thought, I moved toward the front of the line where my girl had already paid and was waiting impatiently for me to come drag myself over to help with the food.
“Where did you get money?” I asked.
My girl smiled. “Kobe gave me fifty bucks and told me to treat you to dinner.” She held up her funnel cake. “I really like him, Mom.”
I took my funnel cake and we moved toward the benches. “I really like him, too.”
Throughout the night, I pulled my phone out and checked up on him.
Each time I saw him move over eighty miles per hour, I made a note of it and swore I’d bring it up to him in the next email I sent him.
The rat.
He shouldn’t be going that fast.
I watched his red dot until he pulled into the alley behind his work hours later. Only when the alarm panel disengaged, then reengaged, did I go to sleep.
His text of “I’m home” was waiting on me when I woke up the next morning.
CHAPTER 15
Every woman is a doll. Whether it’s Barbie, Annabelle, or Voodoo is a roll of the dice.
-Coffee Cup
KOBE
“Found you,” I crowed, standing up and fist-pumping the empty air of my office.
After three days of intense leg work on my end, I’d found the woman that’d taken the hit to take out Folsom.
I picked up my phone and called Sunny, who would do whatever he needed to do on his end next.
“Natalie Dean, thirty-four, retired Army sniper. Lives in Colorado Springs, has two kids, and a very, very nice house for someone that works at a convenience store and has no husband to help,” I said the moment he answered.
“Good work,” Sunny said. “You found her a lot faster than I expected you to, seeing as Folsom has been looking for about the same amount of months as you’ve had days.”
I was highly fucking motivated.
I wanted her to come home.
“What now?” I asked. “How do we pin this on her?”
“With the information you’ve sent me, as well as the information I’ve been able to dig up on my own, I’ll call a buddy in the FBI and pull a favor. Without exposing Folsom’s name to the world and announcing her location—since I assume that you’re bringing her home after this—he’s going to have to find a way to do this with the last hit she took,” he explained. “But with the information Folsom was able to provide off the dark web, we at least have a starting point.”
“That we do,” I groaned. “I’m heading out to the circus.”
Instead of packing up these last few days, I’d spent my every waking moment trying to find this person because I felt like I was doing them a disservice by allowing them to stay with the circus.
The ride to Alabama would take me four hours. Plus, I’d be gone for the next week.
Which was why I drove from my office to Aodhan’s place before I left.
I found him outside working on a car, his hands and wrists covered in grease, and his eyes on me as I pulled up.
“Kobe Sano,” he drawled as I got off my bike. “To what do I owe this pleasure?”
I put the stand down on my bike and got off of it, my eyes on the engine of the car he was working on.
