“I was thinking about what you said last night, about Glen Hamilton’s childhood and everything he lost when his father went to prison. I contacted the bank that foreclosed on the house to find out exactly what happened to its contents. There could be something in the financial records, and because it was a foreclosure, it’s all public information. I’m going to meet the manager before they open. He’s more than happy to help.”

“Great, if you learn anything about the father or kid, call.” Matt glanced at his watch. “We have a debriefing at eight. Will you be there?”

“Probably late. And be careful, the roads are icy and weather is going to turn fast.”

“You have a partner, correct? No one out alone.”

“Yes, Officer Eric Tolliver. And I’ll follow all protocols. Abigail is tracking every police vehicle in Liberty Lake so we know where everyone is at all times.”

Brian was up at five in the morning, which gave Kara the opportunity to doze a bit on the couch. She didn’t know how well he’d slept, but all she needed was an hour and she’d be good for a while. She was used to erratic sleep patterns, and she rarely slept more than four hours at a time, anyway. The nap she’d had yesterday at the station had sustained her, and all she needed was a little boost to get them safely downtown. Once Brian was safe at SPD, she’d crash in the break room.

Her phone beeped and she glanced down. She’d gotten a good hour and fifteen minutes, and smelled fresh coffee, bacon and eggs in the kitchen. She stretched, looked at her text message. It was from Matt.

We’re on our way to escort Maddox to SPD. ETA 15 min.

She responded that they’d be ready, then walked into the kitchen.

“Eat,” Brian said.

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” She poured fresh coffee and sat down to a plate of scrambled eggs with veggies and bacon. “Wish you were single. I’d move here in a heartbeat.”

“Maybe you should learn to cook.”

She wrinkled her nose at him. “I am a mean microwaver.”

He rolled his eyes.

“Did you talk to Julie?”

“She sent me a text message at five this morning. Said she couldn’t sleep, wanted to make sure I’m okay. I told her when we get this resolved, I’m joining them down in Scottsdale. I could use a day of spring baseball right about now, and I’m not looking forward to this storm. It’s going to be nasty.”

“We should be at the station before it hits, then we stay put. You promised.”

“Did you hear from Corrigan?”

“All is well.”

“Good.”

“Costa will be here in ten or so minutes to escort us in. Another patrol is going to relieve the guys outside and sit on the house to make sure Hamilton doesn’t come around here and make himself at home.”

Maddox grabbed his keys off the counter and started for the door.