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Duke chuckled. “Well, he’s staying at Mrs. Donahoe’s B&B. That shit was known by suppertime last night.” His smile fell. “I’ve been keeping an eye on the cafe. He hasn’t stopped there yet.”
Griffin’s expression hardened. “And he damn well better not.”
Duke looked at the door standing open behind Griffin. “Did you change the locks after the last tenant?”
He nodded. “Of course. But even if I hadn’t, that doesn’t account for the fact there wasn’t an alarm then and how they could’ve figured out the code.”
“Well, there are devices that can decode that shit.” Duke tossed his head toward the door. “But there’s no marks on the door to indicate it was pried open or anything. How about any other points of access?”
“It all looks clear. Shut tightly. No marks. No indication someone broke their way inside.”
Duke pointed toward the outside of the house. “Maybe you need to put cameras up outside. Catch the culprit that way.”
Griffin mused that for a moment. “Cameras?” Then he turned around to the living room, looking around again. “This house was empty when Eve moved in. She’s had the sense someone’s been moving things around since the very start.”
“So not the dick lawyer?”
“Why don’t you grab a ladder from my garage? Let’s do some more searching.”
They found the first camera hidden in the light fixture in the living room. Great vantage point for someone to see Eve punch in the alarm code. No need for any special device or guessing the numbers. The person saw it. The second one was hidden in the kitchen vent in the ceiling. The camera found in the bedroom didn’t disturb him as much as the one in the bathroom did. Sure, they had been very intimate in the bedroom, but spying on someone in the bathroom seemed more violating.
His mind ventured to what had transpired in the bathroom last night, washing each other so thoroughly. Then fast-forward to Eve and the way she devoured him with her mouth. How invading. To think someone had that on film disgusted him.
Well, it was over now. They’d found every camera and dismantled them. They stood in the kitchen, the devices sprawled across the table.
“You okay, Grif?”
He flinched, forgetting that Duke stood by him. A tight jerk of his head said he was, but he wasn’t. No way in hell he’d tell Duke the things he and Eve had done, the sense of violation he was feeling.
“I need you to get all of this to the crime lab. I need to know who did this.”
Because when he found the culprit, they were going to pay. He wasn’t even sure he wouldn’t throw a punch or two. Beat them to within an inch of their life. When Eve found out…it wouldn’t compare to how he was feeling. She’d feel a hundred times more violated.
“I’ll have them search every inch of every device to get a print.”
“I want to know where these came from.” He swiped a hand across his jaw. “It’s going to be impossible to trace who purchased them or from where. Too easy to buy these things from the internet these days. I need something found on this shit.”
“We will.” Duke’s tone was very confident.
Griffin didn’t hold the same confidence. This person had been doing this since Eve moved in. Watching her. Spying on her. Making her think she was going crazy by moving things around the house. Breaking her safe space by entering her home.
The bastard would pay.
“While you do that, I’ll change the locks.” Again, which irritated him. But now that the person didn’t have access to the house—because he’d change the code too—they shouldn’t be able to get in again. And he’d add cameras outside as Duke originally suggested. If anyone approached the house, he’d know.
“You know, a lot of people moved in and out of this place the past year,” Duke noted casually, though there was nothing simple about the words.
His jaw tightened. Damn it. He should’ve found this a long time ago.
“I’ll call Mindy. Get contact information for everyone that lived here in the past year. See if they had anything odd happen to them.”
Griffin nodded, appreciating Duke’s help. Clearly, he wasn’t capable of much at the moment, with the anger consuming him. “I want that list too. We’ll split it up.”
Despite the anger flowing through his veins, he wasn’t about to let anyone else handle this on their own. This was his job, and he’d make the person regret ever stepping foot in this house.
Five o’clock had passed.Juliet and Chip had already left. Theresa was cleaning up in front while Eve tidied the back. She wouldn’t be baking anymore, so she’d have to go up front soon. When Theresa left, she’d be alone. Which was fine. The sun still shined brightly, and Main Street was always busy and full of people. There would be nothing to worry about.
Griffin hadn’t popped in at all, which bothered her. But only because she wanted to know how the day went looking for answers. He’d sent a few texts checking in with her, but he didn’t mention anything about her house, and she had been afraid to ask.
