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“No,” I grumbled. “I mean, I went through the information with Dash—”
“Fuck!” he shouted, turning his back to me. “You involved Dash in this?”
“I needed help with the crime scene.”
He spun and pointed his finger at me. “You never need Dash’s help.”
“Well, I only had so much time to go through the evidence. He’s not the person I want to work with ninety-nine percent of the time, but I had no choice.”
“You broke into an evidence locker,” he spat. “You committed a crime, and then you knowingly involved another member of the team in that crime.”
“Hey, he didn’t argue too much about it.”
Cash took a deep breath and rubbed Betty in his pocket. We all knew that’s what he did when he got pissed. It was only a matter of time before I walked in here that he would need the soothing strength of Betty.
“Alright, so you didn’t find anything on FNG when you broke into the evidence locker. I’m assuming you returned it all.”
“Of course.”
“And since you haven’t been hauled off yet by the police, and no one has called me, I can only assume you got away with it for the time being.”
I opened my mouth to say something reassuring when the door burst open and Dash stared at Cash with wide eyes. “He’s been spotted.”
Cash immediately stiffened and stormed around his desk. “Where?”
“The private airfield. Our contact says he’s seventy percent sure it’s him.”
Cash snatched the phone off the cradle and switched to the intercom. His voice boomed throughout the building. “Code Black. Rolling out in five.”
He repeated the message, but I was already out the door, taking the stairs down to the gear room. Everyone else rushed in, the same as me, grabbing their gear and jumping into a vehicle. I was unfortunate enough to be stuck with Dash and Fox, which was the norm, but still not preferable.
“Sit-rep!” Fox barked, though he wasn’t in charge.
“FNG was spotted at the airfield,” Dash confirmed.
I took the underground tunnel to the road, hitting the gas as soon as we were on the outskirts of town. Dust kicked up around us as one minivan after another flew down the road. Luckily, the police were now aware of who we were, so we had more leeway in a situation like this.
“Man, I knew he was alive,” Fox grinned. “Didn’t I tell you he was alive?”
“Not the time,” Dash reminded him.
“I mean, damn, I’m good!”
“Fox,” I snapped.
“Right, right,” he nodded, still grinning at us. He was silent for a whole two seconds before he started in again. “I’m just saying, I called it! From the start, I was the one that said he faked his death. This has to do with Rafe, doesn’t it?”
I rolled my eyes and he started whooping.
“I fucking knew it! So, FNG is working for Rafe.”
“We don’t know that he’s working for Rafe,” I said grudgingly. “Honestly, I think that’s the most absurd notion out of any of this. Remember, FNG was with us when we attacked Rafe’s secret lair in Colorado. If he was really working with Rafe, he would have warned him.”
“That’s true,” Dash said.
“It’s more likely that Rafe took FNG. The footprints around the truck the night of the explosion suggest that FNG was standing still. If anything, he was knocked unconscious and taken. There’s no indication that he went anywhere willingly.”
Fox thought about that for a moment. “Alright, I concede that FNG was kidnapped, which is really shitty considering his training, but I was still right about him being alive.”
