“Are you any closer to solving it? I shared everything we have, but now you get to tell me what else you found out. Clearly, you annoyed someone if they are calling me.”
They wished it was solved, but they were just in the beginning stages. They’d just finished reinterviewing, and starting their own list of suspects.
“That’s why we were interviewing Stafford Townsend III’s lover. HisMUCHyounger lover. We didn’t know he would rat us out to the commissioner and then he’d go to our boss.”
Gabe wasn’t shocked.
“Of course, he’s going to do that. Unfortunately for you, now you’re to meet with him and keep him in the loop. That waspart of the original deal, as was you guys staying for an extra year.”
Yeah, well, when you danced with the Devil, you got burned.
Ethan was honest.
“We’re at the beginning of the process. We handled the situation last night, and this morning, we reinterviewed the people in Detective Price’s files. We just hit up Dunne,” he admitted. “We’ll humor the commissioner, but there’s not a whole hell of a lot to update.”
Honestly, he trusted his agents, and he understood what he was saying.
“We have a couple leads,” Ethan admitted. “Harrison Dunne connected to the three men, and that’s why we were up his ass,” he said, telling him about it. “And now, we’re on our way to a man’s home who also had connection to them. So far, that’s all we have.”
He was curious.
“Who?” Gabe asked. “So I can get ready for another call from an angry commissioner.”
Blackhawk told him.
“Julian Mercer.”
Gabe knew of him. He was big in DC.
Hopefully, that didn’t cause an issue.
“He’s very wealthy, and runs the foundation that was created in his brother’s memory. He was killed in a college campus hazing situation. I’ll fully expect a call by this afternoon when you annoy him. Make it good. If you’re going to get ratted out, make it memorable.”
Gene laughed.
“That sounded like Gabe just told us we can punch civilians,” he joked.
Gabe stopped him.
“Hands are not for hitting, Agent. Use your words,” he suggested.
No one wanted that paperwork.
Oh, Gene was well aware.
“For the record, we were nice to Stafford and his boy toy. We didn’t provoke them.”
Much.
Gabe understood.
“I’m not upset about that. If I had a dollar for every commissioner and homicide captain who called me, I could retire tomorrow. Rich men are annoying. I’m surprised he didn’t call me too. Half of my day is filled with handling complaints from law enforcement while agents are in the field.”
Gene was to the point.
“Yeah, I love rich, entitled assholes who think they own the world.”
Oh, speaking of which…
