The note read: Blonde with FBI

“Because he’s been here for weeks stalking Maddox and hadn’t seen her until we came into town,” Michael said.

“He’s been watching us. Here’s you—me—nothing on Ryder. The kid doesn’t look like a fed—he might not tip him off. He assumed Kara was with us because she went up to the war room after having drinks with Brian. Shit—he does have Ryder.” There was one picture of Ryder in the lobby talking to the clerk. A note underneath read:

Likely FBI.

He had photos of Andy, Andy and Kara, and one of Matt and Michael coming out of the hospital after they picked up the boxes of lawsuits from the administration. Matt hadn’t seriously thought that Hamilton would go after his people. His target was Maddox; now that his plan had been shot to hell, he could go after anyone because he knew who everyone was.

“We have a patrol at the hotel,” Michael reminded him.

“But it’s a public place, and we know that this guy can disguise himself. He’s nondescript as it is. It would be easy for him to make some minor changes and someone might not recognize him at first glance. And there are four entrances to the hotel. If he steals a card key—he may already have done it—he can get in through any of them, and two are open from 6:00 a.m. until 10:00 p.m. without a key.”

Matt called Ryder.

“Yes, sir?”

“Do not leave the room. Do not open the door to anyone until I can send backup.”

“What happened?”

“Hamilton knows everyone on the team. The only person he doesn’t have a picture of is Jim Esteban, but Jim has been spending most of his time at the lab. He has you, Quinn, Michael, me. Maddox and Andy Knolls and any cop who has been with them over the last week.”

“I’m good, sir.”

“You’re an analyst.”

“I’m authorized to carry a sidearm, I won’t leave it behind.”

“Glad you’re calm. But stay put.”

Matt hung up.

“You don’t think he’ll go after Ryder in the hotel.”

“I think that’s down low on his list, but I’m not going to leave my people unprotected.”

“What about Quinn?”

“As far as this case, she’s one of ours because Hamilton thinks she’s one of ours. She’s good right now because she’s at SPD with Maddox. And...” Matt narrowed his eyes at another photo. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. That’s Quinn’s grandmother’s house. He knows where she lives.”

First thing Matt did was call Maddox. “Brian, it’s Costa. We have a potential situation.” He told him they found Hamilton’s house. He was in the wind, but they had evidence that Hamilton had stalked everyone involved in the investigation. “He followed Kara home.” Or, he may have followed Matt to Kara’s house on Sunday. “He has a photo of her house. I know every cop wants to be searching for Andy’s killer, but we need a pair on Emily Dorsey.”

“Agreed. I’ll make it happen. But Kara isn’t going to stay here if her grandmother could be in danger, and I’m not keeping that information from her.”