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Jac turned to Levi and Cash. “You weren’t here when we had Caleb working with us. I think Callie was gone, too.”
“Callie,” she said, “You called me Callie. I’m proud of you, Jac.”
He grunted. “You don’t even put Katrina on your official documents.”
“For a reason. Thanks for that. Now, sorry to interrupt. Carry on.”
He grunted again. “Anyway,” Jac gave Callie a disgruntled stare, “Caleb Rodney ran our hangar and runway until we found he was using both Carter’s and the company plane to run drugs. We brought in the Feds and they were glad for the lead. I thought they had him, but he made himself known for a while, on the run, and then silence. I guess I assumed the Feds had found him. They didn’t deny it. I should have dug deeper.”
Sharlee threw the photo up on the wall.
“Just to refresh everyone’s memory. This is him.”
There was conversation about him and memories of his time with the agency, but nothing else. Darcy, who had been quietly sitting with Ben, rather closely, had fallen asleep. Ben didn’t wake her up. No one else noticed but Finley. She didn’t think anything about it except she was glad Darcy was so comfortable with the Colonel that she could doze off on him.
“Okay, people, not quite back to the drawing board. We have eliminated plenty and found a few solid leads so our focus can narrow. Let’s keep at it.”
Chapter 13
Afew days later, as they gathered for their daily briefing, Monroe said, “Since we have been at this for more than a week with no luck finding Caleb Rodney, and we can’t find anyone else that has it out for Jac or any of us, we are literally dead in the water.”
Garrett added, “It’s damned irritating. We’ve gone over the calling cards left for Jac and checked as to who might have left them. The gate guards have said various people have dropped them off. The last one was left in the stroller.”
“No prints, no familiar handwriting, no clue, nothing of any use from the cards,” said Monroe. “They are all so very different.”
“I had thought it was the crazy lady after Mallory. But she’s still in a mental institution,” said Kaden.
“Not Jessie’s problem, people, because most were killed by their own folly. The rest are sitting in federal prison or reside in another country,” said Jac. “And Charlotte’s troublemakers were taken care of a while ago.”
“Callie’s turncoat feds are dead or in prison, too,” said Garrett.
“Same with Ivy’s mother’s connections. Really all staying at the agreement as far as we can tell,” said Kaden.
“Becky’s was family and associated persons, so nothing that involved Jac besides she was his personal assistant and that connection with a wannabe client,” added Callie.
“I still want to take his head off,” grumbled Carter. Becky patted his hand.
“So, that means that this is about Jac or Jac and the company,” said Monroe.
Levi spoke up. “So, we have examined everything we know to look at. What’s left?”
“Not sure, but there’s something. We’ve begun to chase our tails, trying to locate Caleb Rodney. He’s gone underground pretty good. Sharlee can’t find him,” said Carter. “I know that drives her nuts and she won’t let go, but even her leads have dried up for now. It still doesn’t fit for him because of the time. He would be drawing attention to himself and being on the run from the cartel and the feds can’t good for your health.”
Jac paced. “It seems that we are being toyed with but it is also evident that we messed up their plan because we recovered our people before they could use them for pawns.”
Kaden spoke up. “It means they could try again.”
Cash swore. “The hell they will.”
Finley said. “I can get with Darcy and we can try to recreate the people who were in the van. Then run them through the recognition program and maybe do something with their identifications.”
Sharlee nodded. “Just the driver. The other two were apprehended. We have a program that allows you to put the different features together yourself and the program will sketch it.”
Finley looked at Darcy next to Ben, and Darcy nodded. “That will work.”
Later that afternoon, Carter dropped Becky off because Jac was spending time at home with his son. He’d tried to knock off early to come home since the kidnapping, and Becky came to help him cover all his office work.
“Hey, Becky,” said Finley. Darcy was right behind her and she offered Becky a half smile.
