Troy exhaled quietly. “Probably because of all the articles about Michael online today. His mother talked to any news service that’d listen. The Ledger didn’t run her story, but all the other news sites did. The interview she gave where she accused Michael of killing Brewer and assaulting her went viral. If King didn’t know Michael was hiding in Joshua’s bedroom before, he’s figured it out by now.”

Dani had to close her eyes against the wave of pure rage that washed over her. “I wish Scott King had killed their mother, too,” she hissed and wasn’t one bit sorry that she’d said it aloud, even in front of cops and Feds. She opened her eyes to see them all nodding. “Do Deacon and Adam know about Akers?”

“They do now. I told them,” Quincy said, “but they’re at another scene.”

“The riverboat,” Dani said. “Stone told me that he and Diesel had learned Scott King’s name. Did they find King there?”

“No,” Quincy said. “I’m on my way over there now, but I . . . wanted you to know that you need to be even more careful than you have been.”

“Thank you.” She squeezed his hand. “I’m sorry about Akers.”

“Me, too. I’d suspended him because I thought he’d talked to a reporter.” He sighed. “I hope that didn’t make him vulnerable to King.”

“I think King had targeted Akers before you suspended him, Quincy,” Troy said with compassion, then turned to Kate. “I texted Deacon when I saw the report of the riverboat raid. Asked if they needed help questioning the riverboat patrons. He just texted back and said they did. They’re trying to get the staff processed.”

Deacon and Adam were on an FBI/CPD joint task force and the two organizations sometimes lent each other personnel as needed. It wasn’t common for Dani’s CPD friends to be working with her FBI friends and vice versa, but it did happen when the case was high profile enough or when multiple crime scenes were involved, which was certainly true for this case.

Kate glanced at Dani. “I’m off duty tonight. I’m going to stay here.”

“I figured you would. I told him I’d help.” Troy shook his head. “I can’t believe you all hadn’t heard about it. It was all over the news.”

“We were watching The Avengers,” Kate said, lifting her chin.

Troy chuckled. “That explains everything. I’ll take this one, but I don’t have a car. I came with Jeremy and Keith.”

“I can give you a ride there,” Quincy said. He pulled the hood of his jacket back over his head. “But I’ll be there for a while. You’ll need to find your own ride home.”