“I found a tracker hidden behind Detective Rhee’s hubcap,” Gideon said. “I gave it to the agents who took over the crime scene. Burton had been following Erin.”

“When would he have had the opportunity to plant the tracker?” Molina asked.

“I’ve been thinking about that,” Rafe said. “There was only a short window when her vehicle would have been completely unattended, and that was when we’d all first arrived at my house last night and Erin was clearing each room. That would have been around nine thirty, maybe nine forty-five. Gideon and Daisy had already left, and the rest of us were either in the garage or in the house. After that, she was either sitting in her own vehicle or her backup was on watch outside. She was still there when we left this morning.”

“Detective Schumacher was assigned to night watch,” Molina said. “I handpicked her for the job. I know she’s trustworthy. At least we’ve established the time frame. And none of you left the house until morning?”

“Sasha and Erin went for a run, but Mercy and I didn’t leave.”

“And my friend Farrah and her fiancé were there for an hour or so after we left,” Mercy added.

Molina’s brow went up. “I know. Dr. Romero called me after she’d read the e-mail you left her saying where you’d gone.”

Mercy glanced at Farrah, who glared back at her. “You scared me,” Farrah said, her vulnerable tone at odds with her glare. “I don’t apologize for snitching on you.”

Mercy squeezed her hand. “I’m sorry I scared you.”

Farrah sniffed. “Don’t do it again. And thank you, Special Agent Molina, for acting so quickly to get us help.”

Molina acknowledged her thanks with a nod. “As soon as you told me, I sent Agent Hunter after you.” Tom Hunter had arrived at the clearing as the local emergency personnel had been caring for Erin. He had been extremely unhappy with all of them.

Molina turned back to Gideon. “That call you made to my office is going to save your bacon, Agent Reynolds. It’s going to allow me to protect you from repercussions.”

Repercussions. Shit. “Has your team found anything at the scene?” Mercy asked tentatively, because this clusterfuck really was her responsibility and had left her with very mixed feelings.

She was terribly sorry that Erin, Sasha, André, and Gideon had been hurt. She was sorry that Farrah had been terrorized. But she wasn’t sorry that she’d gone to Snowbush herself, and she wasn’t sorry she’d found the prior Eden compound.

And she still was definitely not sorry that she’d made herself a target to Ephraim Burton. That she’d caused her friends and family a moment of fear, yes. That she’d faced Ephraim, knocking him off guard long enough to be shot by Rafe? Not a single sorry for that.

“The scene is secured,” Molina said briskly. “We’ve arranged for a team with ground-penetrating radar to scan the grounds around the graveyard at first light. If the Comstock family is buried there and you believe that they were likely killed because of Eileen’s escape, we need to find their bodies.”