She wanted to go with them so badly she could taste it. This was the kind of case she lived for, but thanks to fucking Ramsey and his big fucking mouth, she was relegated to the cheap seats while the others got to work the case. There was still a lot she could do from the cheap seats, but there was nothing like the front lines when it came to a homicide investigation.

Resigned to her fate for the time being, she turned her attention to Josh, who was putting on his coat.

“Thanks for letting me come here,” Josh said. “Sorry for any trouble I caused.”

“You were no trouble. Hopefully we’ll have some answers for you in the next day or two.”

“I don’t know what to hope for anymore—that I’m Taylor or that I’m not. It’s all very confusing.”

“I’m sure it is. Let me ask you... Did your father ever talk about the time he spent in Tennessee as the field office director in Knoxville?”

Josh’s brows knitted in confusion. “He didn’t live in Tennessee.”

“Special Agent Hill confirmed that he was the agent in charge of the Knoxville Field Office in the eighties.”

“I don’t think that’s right. I’ve never heard him talk about living in Tennessee, and he talked about everything when it came to his career.”

“Well, maybe Agent Hill was mistaken.”

“Must’ve been.”

“Let’s get you out of here and settled for the night,” Freddie said. To Sam he added, “I’ll call you.”

She waved him over before he went through the door. “Christina called Nick. She said Gonzo was sleeping for the first time since Arnold was killed, and she let him sleep rather than telling him work had called.”

Freddie shuddered. “Remember when Elin did that to me and I ended up getting shot?”

“A. Elin did it because she wanted a booty call. B. You got shot because you were stupid. Two very different situations.”

“Gee, thanks, Lieutenant. Appreciate the reminder of my stupidity.”

“I’m always here for you, Detective. Now get out of my house. My husband wants a booty call.”

“Ugh.”

Sam cracked up laughing at the face he made.

“Unnecessary.”

“It’s actually very necessary. Call me in the morning. I want to be kept in the loop on every aspect of this investigation. Let the others know too.”

“Okay.”

To Josh she said, “We’ll be in touch as soon as we know anything about the DNA.”

“Thank you for everything you’ve done. I’m sorry to have dragged you into this.”

“I’m glad you came to me, and I’ll see it through to whatever conclusion it leads to. I promise.”

Nodding, he preceded Freddie out the door.

“Are you expecting other visitors, Mrs. Cappuano?” the agent asked.

“Not tonight.”

“Very good. Have a nice evening.”