“Just a second,” Jerry said, and the sound of typing came across the line. “He’s got an apartment in town.”
“Not there,” I snapped. There was no way he was keeping Grae above a shop.
“Keep looking,” Lawson ordered. “Any other properties he has ties to?”
“Gonna need a minute,” Jerry muttered.
Grae might not have that minute. My hands fisted so hard my knuckles cracked.
Jerry’s typing ceased. “That’s weird.”
“What?” I growled.
“This property was purchased by an LLC, but he’s tied to the corporation.”
My gaze shot to Nash, and we shared a look. Someone didn’t try to hide the identity of their ownership unless they were famous or up to no good.
“I’ll be damned,” Jerry muttered.
“Tell us,” Lawson snapped.
“According to the state, Edward Pierson is the sole owner of that LLC. Place on North Arrow Leaf Trail. Just sent you the address, Law.”
Everything in me stilled. My muscles wound tight, strangling the bones beneath. Eddie. The coworker Grae had sat next to for years—her friend.
“We need to move. Now,” I ground out.
Clint strode up, rocking a shiner from the night before. “You know you guys can’t go. We’re calling in SWAT. Give us an hour, and we’ll go.”
An hour? Anything could happen in an hour. He was delusional if he thought I was waiting while some maniac hurt Grae.
I didn’t waste my time arguing. I simply turned on my heel and started toward my SUV.
Clint called my name, but I ignored him, picking up to a jog.
“Let’s take my SUV,” Holt called. “I’ve got gear, and it’s not an official vehicle.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. I changed direction and headed for his SUV, climbing into the passenger seat. Lawson, Nash, and Roan threw vests into the back and piled into the rear seats. Holt was off before anyone could say a word. “Got a gun safe and a few vests in the back.”
Lawson glanced at Nash. “We could lose our badges over this.”
“You think I give a fuck?” he snapped.
Lawson jerked his head in a nod.
Holt glanced at me. “This guy trip your trigger?”
I shook my head. “Not once. Seemed like a goofball who cared about Grae. Harmless.”
But I’d been wrong. Just like I’d been wrong about my brother.
Holt turned onto a road that would take us to Eddie’s hidden property.
I replayed every interaction I’d had with the man, trying to read anything from them. I came up empty.
“Caden, I need you to take the rear when we get there. You’re not trained,” Lawson warned.
“Fine.” I didn’t give a damn who went first as long as we got to Grae.
