Drained (Edgars Family #6) - Suzanne Ferrell Page 0,116
meet back here tomorrow morning,” the captain straightened and rubbed the back of his neck. “Unless someone finds the doctor’s body before then.”
The group stood. Jaylon packed up the bags of evidence into a mailroom type basket as the others headed for the door.
Suddenly Brianna’s phone rang.
She stopped, pulled it out of her bag and read the caller ID. Her gaze flew to Aaron’s
“Nana?” she said as she answered, putting it on speaker phone.
“Sorry, to bother you, Brianna,” the elderly woman’s voice shook a little, “but I was wondering if my grandson was with you and Detective Jeffers? He was supposed to pick me up from bible study tonight and hasn’t show up yet.”
The opening strands of the old Heard It Through The Grapevine song startled Katie.
Paula and Stanley had gone on to bed and she’d been sitting in the living room trying not to worry about the others, especially her husband. Putting down the magazine she’d been flipping through, mostly looking at the fashions the famous people were wearing and smiling when she knew her friend Sydney Castello had taken the photos, she reached for her phone and relaxed when she saw Matt’s picture on the caller ID.
“Finally. Did you get him?” she asked without a hello.
“No,” her husband sounded worried.
“What’s wrong? Is everyone okay?”
“Is Kirk F with you?” he asked, and her heart sank.
“No. He left nearly an hour ago. He said he was going to get his Nana.”
“Shit. She called Brianna. He never made it there.”
“Katie,” she heard Aaron’s voice. Her husband must’ve put her on speaker phone. “Did Kirk F give you any clue where he might’ve gone?”
“No,” she said, then her gaze fell on the chair he’d been sitting earlier. “Wait, he left his laptop here. I thought he was going to get his nana home then come back to keep working.”
“So, he was still working on trying to locate the killer’s main crime scene?” Matt asked.
“Yes,” she walked over and pulled the laptop onto her lap and opened it. “Dang it, he has a password on it.”
“Try Nana Patrick, no space,” Aaron suggested.
She did. “Nope.”
“Castello?” Matt suggested.
Again nothing. “No, that’s not it, either.”
“Try LeBronCavs16,” Brianna said. “He told me that he’d been in the crowd that filled downtown Cleveland the year they won the championship.”
Katie typed it in. “That’s it!”
“Great, hon. Did he leave any URL’s open?”
“OMG, like twenty,” she said, flipping through them.
“What’s the one that opened?” Brianna asked.
“It’s the Electric company’s usage files. How the hell did he get this?” she asked, studying it.
“Same way my brother does,” Matt said, which meant it was probably not legal. “He learned a lot when Luke and Abby were in town.”
“Okay, it looks like he was searching for the usage at a particular place on a Scranton Road,” she said, rattling off the numbers. “He had his phone with him, maybe we could check the GPS?”
“I wish,” Matt said, his voice sounding like he was moving and he’d taken her off speaker. “But that would be something Luke or Abby could do and they’re out of communication while undercover.”
“I know, but I need to do something. What if the killer got him? Why would he go there on his own?”
“I don’t know why he went on his own, but we’ll find him. Babe, I have to go.”
The phone went dead. She sat there staring at the open laptop, not really seeing anything, praying Kirk F was safe.
“He went on his own, didn’t he?”
Katie looked up to see Paula standing in the living room clutching Stanley to her chest, her eyes wide with concern for her new friend.
“I’m afraid so,” she said and set the laptop aside.
Paula came in and flopped down on the sofa, the pup wiggling down onto her lap. “Guys are so stupid. They do stuff without really thinking it through.”
“I know. My sister-in-law Sami grew up with three older brothers. She has this saying about men.”
“What is it? Guys are idiots?”
Katie chuckled. “Almost. She says, Women have two X chromosomes. Men have one perfect X and one broken X that looks like a Y. So that explains anything men do. They’re broken.”
Paula laughed so hard she started coughing.
Katie went and got her some water. She handed it to her then sat on the sofa, pulling the huge afghan up over all three of them. “Why don’t we sit here and talk until they come home. I’ll tell you more of the stupid stuff the Edgars men have done.”