Chapters (77)
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- A Preview of Book 2 in the ROCKY MOUNTAIN COURAGE Series
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“Yeah, I get that. She can take care of herself, but she’s more than a special agent. She’s special to you, isn’t she?”
Again, Jack wasn’t sure how to answer.
Nathan chuckled. “It’s okay. She cares about you too. You should have seen her last night. Man, she was ripped up.”
“I figured she would be here by now, that’s all. She didn’t return my call, but I texted to invite her to join us. She responded that she had a few things to do but would try to stop by.” She was definitely avoiding him, and what did he expect, given their kiss and the way she’d walked out on him?
He’d deserved that and needed to accept her decision and move on. Leave her alone.
“Are you sure you shouldn’t stay home and rest today?” Nathan asked. “I can question whoever you think needs questioning. Just bring me up to speed.”
“We thought if we found who killed Jim, we’d find the man responsible for Neva’s death too. And the man behind an artifact trafficking ring that could include pieces from the Middle East. Or at least one.” Jack scratched his jaw. “After Leif fired on us, I thought we had our man.”
“But he’s dead now. Someone cleaning up loose ends and moving out?”
“All the more reason we need to figure this out today.” Jack chugged his coffee, finishing it, then tossed the cup in the corner trash can.
His arm throbbed, but he wouldn’t take painkillers. He needed a clear head.
“Let’s go over everything again, starting with what we’ve learned about Leif Morrisey. We need a list of all his connections and associates.”
“Owen Connors.” Nathan grabbed a marker and wrote his name on the board.
Jack blew out a long breath. “Tell me again what happened when Sarnes questioned Owen.”
“They stopped by the ranch and found him home. It looked like he’d been asleep. He didn’t want to wake Robert, so he spoke to them on the porch. We have no reason to believe he’s involved at this point. Owen was recovering in a hospital in Germany and has been back, what, two months now? He hasn’t had dealings with Morrisey in a year.”
“So, the guy just shows up this week. A plane crashes. Jim and Neva are murdered. We need to find out when Leif got into town.” Nathan drew circles on the empty space of the whiteboard.
“The very first event that we strongly believe is connected, and perhaps even the catalyst—the plane crash. We need to find the pilot,” Jack said. “Last night, he met with Leif at Bar Wars. Did he say something to set the guy off? And if so, what? Did Leif have PTSD? And have we found Blevins yet?”