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Hans disconnected the call. Sean worked on the property search while Kate called Noah.
“Bristow Road!” Sean exclaimed. “The Harker Family Trust. It’s less than half a mile from the Airlie Airport. Let’s go.”
“Sean—” Dillon began.
“This is where she is,” Sean said. “I know it. It’s close enough, secluded—I’m going.”
“We all are, but you can’t fly in this weather.”
“Why the hell not? I can’t drive there faster than I can fly. It’s not snowing right now, but the roads are shit, and it takes an hour in good conditions. We can be there on the ground in thirty-five minutes.”
He rose and grabbed his wallet and jacket, then opened the closet and grabbed a duffle bag.
“What’s that?” Dillon asked.
Sean looked perplexed. “My go-bag.” He left the room.
Hans raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically, “Oh, no, he’s nothing like Jack.”
Noah hung up the phone and said to Abigail, “Kate and Hans just got off the phone with Miller’s ex-wife.”
“How’d they find her?”
“I didn’t ask, but I’m sure the Rogans had something to do with cutting corners.” He wasn’t complaining about it, however. Lucy’s life was in immediate danger.
He stared at the report he’d just received from the Wilmington Police Department. Three missing women. Miller had been a suspect after he’d been arrested for statutory rape, but they had no evidence, no proof. The only thread of evidence was one witness statement describing a car that matched Miller’s at the time. But the car was a common make, and there was no apparent motive. A brief interview with Miller proved fruitless.
But if Miller had anything to do with the missing women, he was definitely more dangerous and more experienced than they’d thought.
“What’s that?” Abigail asked.
“I’ll tell you in the car.”
They walked out of FBI headquarters. “Where’s Miller?”
“Warrenton. I hope they’re right—Miller’s family has property there held in a blind trust.”
“It’s going to take over an hour to get there.”
“Kate is flying with Hans, Rogan, and Dillon. I’m going to call our tactical unit in the Northern Virginia office. They’re closer, but it’ll take them a few minutes to mobilize.”
Noah pulled out onto the road. It wasn’t snowing, but visibility was poor. “I can’t believe Sean is flying in this.”
“You’d do the same thing,” Abigail said.
“I don’t think you know me that well.”
Abigail smirked. “I think I do. You don’t work with a guy for a week—even someone as closed-mouth as you—and not figure him out.”
Noah shook his head and talked to the Northern Virginia Resident Agency. They were located in Manassas, much closer to the target site.
“They’ll mobilize in fifteen minutes and send a team out to the site, but their ETA is one hour, ten minutes because of the roads.” He quickly sent Hans and Kate a message, along with the name and number of the lead tactical agent.
He then filled Abigail in on the missing women in Wilmington.
“You really think Miller was involved in their disappearance?”
“I don’t know, but it’s suspicious.”
