“I do,” Raider said quickly. He wasn’t quite sure she wouldn’t start throwing things at people.

“Yes, ma’am,” Banaghan said, his tone subdued. “I’m sorry about all of this.”

She reached for her father’s gnarled hand and patted it. “I know, Daddy. But we need that journal and evidence so we can get back in to Eddie’s organization and find those girls. All we know is that the delivery date is supposed to be Thursday, and there is more than one shipment. I have only had time to find these girls so far. There are more kids out there who need saving, and we only have a small window to save them, if that shipping manifest is accurate. Please, help us.”

Banaghan looked at his daughter, and his shoulders went up. “You don’t understand. I’ve kept that information safe most of my life, and it’s more important than ever right now.”

“Why?” Force asked, his gaze hard.

Sean just shook his head.

Brigid leaned toward him and patted his hand. “It’s time to let go, Dad. I’m safe, you’re safe, and the Coonans won’t stop coming. But I have to ask. Why are they coming right now? The timing is odd to me.”

Sean looked at the blank screen and then shuddered. “All right. It’s happening now because of Patrick Coonan dying, Eddie taking over, and Senator Scot Tyson running for president.”

“We figured,” Raider said quietly, his senses wide-awake. “What exactly do you have on the senator?”

“Not a lot, but he doesn’t know that,” Sean admitted. “Tyson’s mom lived in the old neighborhood, and I don’t know who his father was. She became one of Pat’s mistresses when Tyson was about eight. The kid grew up hard, and he and Eddie were tight. Got in some trouble and went to juvie, came out and got smarter.”

Raider looked at Brigid.

She rubbed her neck. “I just started digging into his past and haven’t had time to deep dive yet.”

Sean sighed. “Tyson took the money he earned as a runner for Patrick Coonan, got a college degree in economics, and then went west to attend law school in Seattle. He kept his ties to the family, and in the summer, he worked off the books for the Coonans. I have a couple of pictures and some notations in the journal, but nothing that really hurts him. I’ve made sure he doesn’t know that.”

“Anybody running for president will be up for increased scrutiny,” Raider murmured. “The elder Coonan might’ve kept a leash on Tyson all these years, but that leash is gone. Has the senator kept ties with Eddie?”