“Hey. Be nice,” Brigid ordered. The guy didn’t have to be so cranky with Nari all the time. He obviously didn’t know about her past, and while Brigid wanted to tell him, it wasn’t her business.

Nari placed her hand on Brigid’s shoulder. “That is nice for Angus.” She rolled her eyes. “Your dad is thrilled you’re back in his life, and he’s going to want to help you. You have to show him that telling you the truth is the best thing for you, not him. It’s you he cares about.”

Brigid pushed the keyboard away. That was true. “Okay. I can work with that.”

Angus clamped a hand on the doorframe. “Tell him whatever you need to in order to get the truth. Time is running out.”

“Fine.” She’d do her best.

He looked around. “What else is going on?”

Brigid gestured toward the second computer. “I’m trying to find the link between Eddie and Senator Tyson. The fact that Tyson is running for president is interesting.”

Angus nodded. “That is interesting, timing wise. What all did you find in those emails?”

She shook her head. “Nothing that made sense. Just talk about tennis and boating. I’m sure it’s all in code, but I didn’t have time to print anything out or even email it.” Darn it. “And I’m trying to get back into the account, but I’m having trouble.” Which meant that she might’ve left a trace, and the senator was on to her. That wouldn’t be good. “I’m doing my best.”

“I know. Just keep it up.” He started to turn and the piece of paper on the table caught his attention. “What is that?” His tone dropped low.

Brigid instinctively stilled. “I copied that from information I found on Eddie’s computer at his house.”

Angus took the paper and lifted it, reading it over. “Exactly?”

“Yes,” she whispered. “Why? Do you recognize it?” She partially stood to look over his arm. “I think it’s some sort of shipping plan with dates but not destinations.”

Angus’s gaze hardened somehow. “I knew it. I just fucking knew it.”

“What?” Nari asked, also standing.

“I wanted to be wrong.” He dropped his chin and took a deep breath before lifting his head. “Those are shipping manifests, and based on the origination points, Eddie has expanded into human trafficking. My source suspected he was moving girls, but the Coonan organization has stayed away from that crime up until now.”

“Until Eddie’s father died,” Nari said quietly.

Brigid’s breath caught. “Why didn’t you tell me this was part of the op?” She could’ve been doing research into those girls. Somehow.

Angus sighed. “Because we thought your dad was involved. We wanted you solely focused on him.”

“We?” she asked.

“Me,” Angus returned.