switch, and they left the viewing area. As they entered the hall, he stopped to glance at his phone. "Perfect. We now have access to Treyson's schedule." He tapped the screen and smiled. "Look at that. Three meetings we didn't know about before.
Kallie nodded. Her mind swirled with a thousand details, but a few were like grains of sand. They stuck against something in her brain and irritated her. She'd learned to pay attention to those small things. Brock waved at Dori as they hustled to the car, and she waited until the engine started to turn to her partner. "Brock, in my mind there are things that don't add up."
Brock nodded. "Why did Treyson stop the laundry pick up at the apartments and start taking his clothes to the storefront?"
Kallie nodded. "That's one. Two is why was Treyson at that warehouse? Who was he meeting?"
"Three, where is that damn car or barring that, how did he get there?" Brock drove away from the parking slot.
"Four, who was he looking to add to the group? Could it have been Cynthia?"
Brock nodded. "It could explain why he was going to the storefront instead of using the home service, but we have nothing to back that up."
"Then we need to dig." She clicked her seatbelt into place.
"Let's mark off the taxi companies on the way to the office. We're looking for any fares to the warehouse district the night of the murder and reconfirm with the car service he used that he, in fact, didn't use them that night."
"On it." Kallie pulled up her search engine and started making phone calls. As much as she hated the why of her job, she lived for this. Tracking the bastards that killed. Her phone lit up as she searched. An unknown number. She accepted the call but didn't put it on speaker. "Hello." She wasn't going to answer with her name because Rich's threats, while on the back burner of her mind, were still an issue.
"Kallie. How have you been?" She recognized the voice, it was Lance, Rich's brother.
"What do you want?" She hadn't heard from the man since Rich went to jail. He'd been to the trial. He'd seen the shit show.
"I deserve the hostility. I'm sorry I haven't contacted you before this."
"It was kind of you to give Rich my number." She glanced at Brock who was pretending not to listen. She sighed loudly and hit the icon to put the call on speaker phone.
"I fell for his line of bullshit. Never again. He's obsessed with finding you, Kallie. He's called me at least fifty times in the last two days. I finally blocked him, but you needed to be warned. He isn't the man I used to know." Lance cleared his throat, the words catching as he spoke.
"I've done everything I can. I changed my name. Moved. I'll be ready for him if he finds me." She glanced over at Brock again. The man's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly and his jaw was clenched tight. Yeah, she wanted to strangle something, too. Damn, would Rich ever stop haunting her?
"He won't get a thing from me, but look, in full disclosure, I'm all the family he has left."
"Okay… and?"
"And I live in Hope City. He may show up here."
"I'm not going to ask how you know I'm in Hope City. I wasn't aware the NSA had a satellite office here."
"I moved here about two years ago. I have my own business. Government pay sucks."
"Right. Okay. Thanks for the warning."
"Kallie, be careful. He's... not right."
The crazed texts on her phone flashed through her mind. God, Rich's brother was a certified genius, and he'd just realized that? "I'll watch my six. Thanks for the heads up."
"I guess this is goodbye, then."
"I would imagine it is."
"Have a good life, Kallie. You deserve it."
"Goodbye, Lance. The same to you."
She hung up the phone as Brock asked, "Is there something I need to know?"
The huff of air she expelled was supposed to be a laugh, but she missed the target by a mile. "Rich, my ex, has gone over the edge. His brother, who used to work for the NSA, is now living in Hope City. Lance is Rich's only living relative so the likelihood of him showing up here is good."
"How did Lance know you lived in Hope City? You changed your name?"
"Lance is an... uber hacker? He tried to explain it once, but he claims he hasn't found a system he can't access. If