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He set the phone back down on the table. “How?”
“I have no idea, but I intend to find out,” Lincoln swore. “What did they touch?” he asked Caden.
Caden firmed his lips before crossing his arms over his chest.
“Baby.” Lincoln reached for Caden, but Caden pushed his hand away.
“No, I told you I needed you to trust me. They aren’t here to hurt us.”
“They could be with the cartel. Maybe they don’t want to hurt you but what about us?” Lincoln asked. “Would you risk my safety on your gut?”
Those were harsh words and Carson wasn’t the only one that flinched.
Caden lifted his chin. “Yes, Daddy.”
Lincoln nodded. “Okay, baby. You know I trust you and that means I trust your gut too. If you say we’re safe, I believe you.”
“Thank you, Daddy!” Caden crawled into Lincoln’s lap and kissed him.
Carson ignored the beep of someone’s phone as he rewatched the video. This time he paid attention to Sam’s father and not those around him. It was hard to watch a man filled with so much hate for the boy that Carson had come to care about. He went to rewatch it a second time when Sam laid his hand over the screen.
He handed Carson his own phone with a message already pulled up.
Blocked: Your father has left town and we gave him something to keep him and his advisors busy. I wouldn’t worry about him for a while. No one else will hurt you either. J
Carson reread the message. “You know who this is from?”
“I suspect it’s from Jackson.”
So did Carson. He looked up to the camera in the corner and narrowed his eyes. For some reason he knew they were being watched. Carson just didn’t know what to do about it. At least not yet.
Chapter Twenty-One
Sam
Excitement filled him as they drove closer to the lake house. Both he and his Daddy had the next two days off and it couldn’t have come at a better time. His father had returned home and announced that he was spending time with family while evaluating his future prospects. He had no idea what Jackson and Skinner had done to his father, but Sam was happy to once again be left alone.
Carson had spent the last three days trying to find any connection between Skinner, Jackson, and the cartel. He’d grown so frustrated that Lincoln had ordered Sam to keep Carson out of the office for the entire weekend.
Reaching out, Sam placed his hand on Carson’s knee, causing his Daddy to jerk the wheel before he quickly corrected the vehicle. Carson huffed out a laugh. “Sorry, baby doll. I was lost in my thoughts.”
“Are you still worried?” Sam asked. He tried not to ask too many questions or butt his way into Carson’s work, but he hated how stressed his Daddy had become.
“Not worried,” Carson responded. “More confused than anything else.”
“What do you mean?”
Carson shook his head. “I’ve been trying to connect those two friends of yours with the cartel but I’m coming up empty. I’ve checked all the security cameras in the area, but I can’t find them on any.”
The frustration leaked through the words.
“Then this morning I began to get emails of files about the cartel. From an untraceable email.”
“You think it’s from them?” Sam asked.
“I don’t see anyone else giving me that much intel. Most of what I received connects the cartel to some major crimes. Things that I didn’t even know about.”
“Does it help you with your cases?”
