The promise in those words reminded Amarok that he and Jasper weren’t on the same team, even now. “Maybe they enjoyed it. You would, right?”

He laughed softly. “Cadiz is too big a pussy to enjoy it. He nearly wet his pants he was shaking so badly.”

“I hope you didn’t call me over here to bitch about how you’re being treated. Evelyn needs me.”

“How sweet,” he said, his voice dripping with irony. “I just wanted to tell you that you have a very small window in which to find her.”

“I’m well aware of that.”

“So have you been able to track Bishop?”

“Not exactly. But I know he withdrew all the money he had in savings on Thursday morning.”

“Interesting. You understand what that means.…”

“Of course. He’s on his way. But he still has to get here. I’m praying the logistics will buy me some time.”

“Praying?” Jasper rolled his eyes as if that were the stupidest thing he’d ever heard.

“I can see why you might not care to believe in a higher power. True justice would suck for someone like you, wouldn’t it?”

“True justice would suck for any of us. Anyway, forget about praying. Getting your ass in gear and finding out what you can about Terry Lovett would be a better idea.”

Amarok was in such a hurry he’d already started to leave, but hearing that, he paused with his hand lifted to knock so the CO on the other side would let him out. “Who’s Terry Lovett?”

“A janitor from Beacon Point.”

“And?”

Jasper rolled his eyes. “Do I have to do all your work for you?”

Amarok arched his eyebrows. “Quit grandstanding and answer the question.”

“I like you, you know that? I can see why Evelyn likes you, too. Those blue eyes, that nice body. You got a big dick for her? Or was mine the biggest she ever had?”

“From what she’s told me, she wasn’t overly impressed with yours.” He lifted his little finger. “But I’m done playing games, dude. If you want to pretend you’re somehow in control here, or that you’re smarter than me, you can have those delusions back in your cell.”

A dark expression descended on Jasper’s face. “I’m bigger than that.”

“I don’t give a shit,” Amarok said. “Are you going to answer the question or not?”

“Lovett was murdered this week, probably the same day Lyman Bishop escaped.”

“Hm. So you’re thinking Lovett might’ve helped him and Bishop killed him to keep him silent.”

“That’s exactly what I’m thinking, especially because he made it look like a suicide. Imagine that. If it had gone down the way it had been planned, maybe I wouldn’t have connected the two incidents.”

Jasper had a point. “Go on,” Amarok said.

“It was only because his family insisted on an autopsy that it came out he’d been stabbed in the chest before driving his car into a ravine.”

“If Lovett died the same day Bishop escaped, the autopsy findings wouldn’t be published this soon.”