“I found calendar entries on John Brewer’s computer for several of the area casinos. The most recent was Lady of the River, so I went there last night. Stone joined me. After I was mistaken for Scott King, I called Adam to let him know and we left. I went home and started searching for King. I couldn’t find him.”

“Because he’s really Cade Kaiser,” Scarlett said.

“Yes, but as Stone pointed out, he’d need to pass a background check to get a job in a casino. I found a security guard named Scott King in Indianapolis. He’d disappeared.”

“One of Cade Kaiser’s old addresses was Indianapolis,” Adam said. “He lists his current address as a house in northern Kentucky, but that house is in his father’s name. The earnings on the father’s investments are being used to pay for his nursing care. Neighbors say they haven’t seen Cade in years.”

“Where’s he living, then?” Diesel asked sharply. Because until they caught King, Michael wasn’t safe, nor was anyone around him.

“We don’t know,” Deacon answered. “We were hoping you knew.”

Diesel shook his head. He took Dani’s hand, because she’d gone pale. “Michael is safe, Dani. He and Joshua are being guarded. They’re safe.”

“I know, but . . . Kaiser’s out there somewhere.” She glanced at Grant. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be insensitive to your brother, because I know he’s still missing, but Michael is a child.”

“He’s the boy who was accused of his stepfather’s murder?” Grant asked.

“Originally,” Dani said. “But he didn’t do it.”

“Cade Kaiser is looking for him,” Grant said. “Why?”

“Because Michael can identify him.” Dani swallowed. “He’s my foster son.”

Grant’s smile was small, but sincere. “Then I understand. I have three kids of my own. I’d protect them with my life.” He abruptly stilled. “My wife and kids. They’re alone right now.”

“I contacted Cleveland PD on the way over here,” Scarlett said. “They’ve got someone watching your house.”

Grant sagged in his chair. “Thank you.”

“I didn’t do it to keep them safe,” Scarlett admitted. “I didn’t want your wife running, since we had no idea how you were connected to all this. But I’m glad that keeping her and your kids safe is a side benefit.” She speared Diesel with a hard look. “Continue, please. My baby will be in college by the time you finish.”

Diesel found he could still smile. “Okay. I wanted Scott King’s home address, so I . . . gained entrée to the casino’s network last night, hoping the administrator would have it.”

“‘Gained entrée.’” Scarlett shook her head. “And when you found it?”

“I was going to give it to you guys. Seriously,” Diesel insisted when Scarlett rolled her eyes.