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Taz stuck her head in and held up a gun on her pinky.
“Where’d you find that?” I asked.
“It was the only thing in that safe you found.” She shrugged. “What did you find in here?”
“Look around.” I motioned. “What don’t you see?”
“This is his office, right?” She glanced around. “We know the computer and laptop and phone were taken by the killer. But why isn’t there anything else in here—like a desk lamp.”
“That’s what I missed.”
I snapped my fingers.
“Even with the ceiling light” I was already looking around. “There should be a desk lamp.”
Taz nodded. “For those times the ceiling light is entirely too bright. Why would they take the desk lamp.”
“I don’t think they did.” I stood and walked around the room.
“Then where is it?”
“When the cops were here, they probably had all the lights on, right?” I backed to the center of the space.
“Yeah, because cops think if it’s bright they won’t miss anything.” Taz seemed to be on the same wavelength. “All we have to do is wait until it’s dark to see if anything stands out.”
“Precisely.”
We had a few hours before we could truly see if our hunch was correct. I sent a message to Beam and Tex so they wouldn’t worry, then we sat beside each other to wait.
“Storm—about what I did earlier.”
“Don’t worry about it.” I sighed. “I know that wasn’t you. It was the frustration.”
Resting my head back against the wall, I closed my eyes.
“I guess.” She whispered.
“You won’t be the first woman to angry kiss me and you probably won’t be the last.”
“That’s not why I kissed you.” Her voice cracked. “And that’s not how I thought my first kiss with you would go.”
Those words caused me to open my eyes and looked at her.
Um.” I paused, wondering if she’d said what I thought she had. “You’ve thought about kissing me?”
Taz licked her lips.
But even though she stared at me until she blushed and looked away, she said nothing to answer my question.
CHAPTERSIX
Taz
When it was finally pitch-black outside, Storm and I scoured the room until a little light shone upward from the floor behind the desk. I arched a brow.
“Storm?”
“Mm?”
