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Maya nodded. "Maybe there are airline records or car rental records here. Maybe Piper can dig into Jensen Gable's bank records and find gas receipts or something."
"That's a great idea."
Addy hurried to Maya's Jeep and got in. Her cousin jumped in the driver's seat with a grin on her face. "Glad to see some spunk back in you girl."
She turned to Maya and the tears formed instantly. "I love him."
"I know."
Maya started her Jeep and led them toward the HOG. Addy stared out the window the entire ride home, grateful for Maya's silence, but also her presence. They were more like sisters than cousins and when it came to support, she looked for Maya first. Myles too, but Maya first.
After she'd pulled into the garage, Maya reached over and squeezed her hand. "He'll be back."
Her lip quivered. "I hope so."
Maya squeezed her hand again. "Let's go get busy. It'll take your mind off of Rafe for a while. Baby steps."
"Baby steps."
"And bonus. Shianne has left."
Addy giggled, swiped at her tears and climbed out of the Jeep. She walked to the back and they started pulling their equipment totes from the back. After getting some things inside, she'd repack the totes so they were ready for their next mission. By that time, it'd be bedtime and maybe she'd be tired enough to sleep.
After unloading the totes, she entered the house and went to Tate's office.
"Hey, Addy. How is the house?"
"It's cleaned out. You can turn it over."
"Will do."
Addy sat in one of the chairs in Tate's office.
"What else?" He asked.
"Maya and I took a closer look at the area where the assailant was this morning. I found blood in the driveway. I must have hit him when I shot. It also looked like he fell, and maybe the palm of his hand is ripped up from the gravel in the driveway. I found an area where there was blood pushed into the gravel."
"Okay." Tate stopped looking at his computer and gave her his full attention.
"He left a job he was hired to do. A hired killer only leaves once he's completed his job or killed himself. Which made me think of Jensen Gable. He is suspected of carving up Rafe's locker at the gym, setting the explosive off and has been in the wind since then. What if he's here? He's a petty criminal, not used to doing the big stuff, but they could have blackmailed him to come here and kill the senator."
Tate's brows rose into his hair. "Good thinking, Addy."
"So, if Piper could dig into his bank records and locate some receipts. Gas, car rental, airplane tickets. Something to lead us to him."
"I'll call right now."
"Thanks, Tate. If there's anything I need to do, please let me know. Otherwise, I'll be out repacking the totes."
Tate chuckled. "Thanks, Addy."
She left Tate's office feeling revived. Maybe she helped after all.
47
Rafe sat in his office waiting to hear from Robert Andrews. He wasn't sure if he could go home or should. But, he did know shit was about to go down. He shared the documents with Andrews via copying them to a thumb drive. Andrews’ hands were shaking as he left the office, knowing what he had to do. He told Rafe to stay put and that had been three hours ago.
Rafe picked up his phone and called Tate.
