Chapters (55)
- Contents
- Title
- Copyright
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Contents
“No problem.”
“We have to leave.”
“Right. Wait.” Jeremy put his hands up to stop them. “You know who did this.”
Nathan looked at Harv, then back to Jeremy. “Yeah, we do.”
“It would make my job a whole lot easier.”
“We can’t.”
“I have to tell my boss something. This crime scene didn’t just land in my lap. He’ll want to know how I found it.”
“You’ll have to decide how much of our involvement you share with him. The less you reveal about us, the better.”
“You’re stand-up guys. I’ll think of something without compromising you. Can you be contacted after you leave?”
“No.”
“I figured you’d say that.” Jeremy handed him the keys to the sedan. “I can’t leave this crime scene unattended. Did either of you touch anything?”
“Just my fingertips on the front doorknob. Do you need anything out of your vehicle?”
“No, I can keep people away without using crime scene tape. Go on, get outta here before I change my mind. I’ll need your FBI connection, whoever it is, to explain to my supervisory special agent why I gave you my vehicle. You do have an FBI contact, right? Preferably kinda high up? SAC or better?”
“SAC,” he confirmed. “We’ll leave the keys on top of the front right tire. Stay safe, Jeremy.” They shook hands and left the condo.
Harvey drove the FBI sedan out of the condo complex and turned right at Highway 276. “I felt bad withholding info from Jeremy.”
“Me too, but it’s the right thing to do. We should tell Holly she needs to call her counterpart in Salt Lake to cover Duns.”
“We’ll also need her to arrange things with Salt Lake’s ME. We can’t just show up unannounced and ask to see Kramer’s body.”
He pulled his phone and appreciated how easily a special agent in charge of a major FBI field office had made it to contact her.
She answered immediately. “Was it the crime scene?”
“Yes, I have you on speaker. Harv’s with me.”
She hesitated for a second. “Was it bad?”
He closed his eyes, thinking of the Dalton family. “Yes.”
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, but we need your help with a couple of things.”
“Sure, no problem.”
He briefed her on everything they had so far, including his theory that Montez knew Kramer, and that the murder may have been personally motivated.
Holly seemed encouraged and said she’d get Henning to start following up on leads. Namely, the purchase of the tools and chain-link fencing and anything else that Jeremy might turn up with the neighbors. Because Montez hadn’t expected Kramer’s body to be found, his men probably hadn’t been too concerned about where they purchased their wares.