They listened.
Ethan was typing as fast as he could while Gene parked their car.
“That means he came back here to go to college. As an American, born here, he could come and go as much as he wanted. I’m willing to bet he also travels back and forth home.”
Gene knew where he needed to look.
“CBP,” he said, clueing Ethan in. That was a database that they did have access to.
It took him a minute, but he was good.
“I’m in the database,” he said, “He flew back to Colombia not last Christmas, the one before that. Customs and Border Patrol has his exit and entrance into the US.”
Gene shared what he was thinking.
“Reed said these killings went back a year. He came back from Colombia, likely smuggling in this drug. Dogs aren’t going to tag it at the airport since it’s a relatively new drug. He got it in, and he’s been making money on it.”
Ethan stopped him.
“No. He had a private flight in. It landed at a smaller airport. Chances are, whoever gave him the drugs to get them in the US likely paid for it. From that day on, his intent was to get rich.”
And he had.
Unfortunately, Customs was much more lax in those cases.
Corbin was silent.
“We’ll get him,” Ethan promised. “We’ll take him down.”
Landry had almost won.
He’d called the media and tried to block them and to make them run in circles. Only, they’d been too fast, and they’d caught up his traffickers. They’d managed to get information out of Renegade, and that blew his little scheme.
“Please,” Corbin said. “Please get him and make him pay for what he did.”
Oh, well, they would.
“We’ll call you,” Ethan said.
Corbin knew they’d handle this.
“Love you,” he said to both of them, and then he cut the call short, escaping.
They heard the pain and betrayal in his voice. It would take time for Corbin to trust again, and they didn’t blame him at all.
“Where the fuck is Croft?” Gene said, making sure his gun was loaded.
Ethan put his hand on his arm.
“Let’s contain him, and Gabe will deal with him. That’s far worse than what you want to do.”
Oh, he wasn’t sure of that.
What he wanted to do was very painful, and it would make the man never do shit like this again.
Because he’d be dead.
When he looked over at his partner, he sighed.
