"I really hate his smug grin," she said.
"I'd like to wipe it off his face," Matt agreed.
The door opened again, and another guy walked in. He had a stocky build and had been a star high school quarterback before going to Westbridge. "That's Josh Lorrie, the president of the fraternity." She paused as Josh put his arm around Jill. She shrugged it off and stormed out of the room. The three guys seemed to share some moment of mutual agreement, although no one said anything. Then all three of them walked out, and the video ended. She turned to Matt. "That didn't tell us much. They could have been arguing about anything. Why would Landon have kept this particular clip?"
Matt thought for a moment. "I don't know, but he set up a camera in Drew's room for some reason. We just have to figure out what it was."
"It might have been Drew and Trent's room," she said. "I think they were roommates at the time, if I'm remembering right. But Trent isn't in any of these videos, so…" Her voice trailed away as she let out a sigh. "More questions but no answers."
Matt glanced down at his watch. "It's late. We should table this until tomorrow."
"Really? I thought you had tech support working around the clock."
"Derek is the best one we have, and I know he went home a while ago. We can get him to look at this tomorrow."
"I don't want to wait that long," she said impatiently.
He smiled with sympathy. "I understand that feeling. But it's probably going to take a little time to get the files open. Even if he was working tonight, this isn't going to be a five-minute thing. Your brother put some heavy-duty encryption on this drive."
"Waiting is my least favorite thing."
"And you've been waiting too long. I get it. But this drive was a big break. It's going to tell us what Landon was working on and why someone was willing to kill for it."
"And they didn't just kill my brother. They killed Sabrina, too. They also tried to run me off the road, and maybe if I'd been home earlier today, I wouldn't have survived the break-in. We have to move as fast as we can, Matt. They're going to keep trying to kill me and anyone else who gets in their way."
"We are moving fast. And you're not alone anymore. I'm behind you, and so is my team. I'm not going to let anything happen to you."
"I want to believe you, but we don't know how many are on their side, and what they're trying to protect, because it has to be more than just my brother's death. Sabrina wouldn't have tried to contact the FBI if it was just about a cold-case murder. It had to be something the Bureau would care about."
"It probably has to do with whatever is on Landon's drive, whatever he was working on. Maybe whatever he created was stolen and is now being put in play."
"Which is why we're running out of time." She could hear the edge in her voice, and so could he.
"I really shouldn't tell you to calm down, should I?" he asked dryly, a gleam in his eyes. "I don't know a lot about women, but I know that usually doesn't go well."
"You should definitely not tell me that."
"Okay, then I think we should find a way to distract ourselves. We could watch a movie."
She immediately shook her head. "I can't settle into some other story, not with this one raging through my head."
"You could go to bed. When you wake up, we'll be able to take the drive down to Derek and keep going."
"There's no way I can sleep. I feel too wired, too restless."
"I know some yoga poses that could help."
She raised an eyebrow, surprised by his words. "Seriously? You know yoga?"
"Why is that strange? Yoga is good for the mind and the body, especially when someone is stressed out."
"I just didn't picture you as a meditative kind of guy."
"It's not my favorite workout," he admitted. "I usually hit up a bootcamp or a boxing class or go for a run, but I have found that yoga gets to parts of my brain that other exercises do not. Have you ever taken a class?"
"Sure. But I'm super tight. I can't even touch my toes."
"You just have to practice."
