She squeezed his hand. “We have to.” Stonefish was international, and they didn’t have the contacts to end this like they wanted to. She headed into the lounge room to make the phone call and Dot followed her.
“Two calls in one week, Dot. I’m feeling special.”
Nhiari smiled at his jovial voice. “It’s Nhiari, but Dot is with me.” She put the phone on speaker.
“Well same goes. I tried to call you back.”
“Yeah, I’ve been out of range. What did your mate say?”
He chuckled. “I stirred up a hornets’ nest with my questions. He wanted to know what I knew and where I’d heard it.”
Nhiari winced. “What did you tell him?”
“I couldn’t expose a source,” Doug assured her. “He confided they were organising a full sting across borders but were waiting for all parties to agree on a time. Some of the Singapore team didn’t think they had enough evidence.”
“If I told you I had what looks to be several servers full of information, do you think it would be enough?”
He laughed. “Yeah. Do you want a job in Organised Crime?”
“No thanks.”
“Where’s the information?”
She hesitated. “Safe.” Perhaps she could tell him. Lucas wouldn’t know Sam had given Andrew’s laptop to Lee. They could say the police recovered it.
“Come on, Nhi. Trust someone.”
“The top dog’s son gave himself access to everything in case he needed leverage. I’ve got someone going through the data now to see if it’s legit.”
“I’ll give Amani a call.”
She grinned. She should have realised he’d know there was only one person she or Dot would go to for this kind of thing. “I’ll tell her to expect your call.”
“Before you go,” Doug hurried on. “If your source will give evidence, I hear they might offer a bargain.”
Her heart leapt. “Really?”
“Yeah. People involved with Stonefish have an annoying habit of turning up dead. If there was a witness, it would help.”
“Thanks Doug. I owe you.”
“If this ends Stonefish, you don’t owe me anything.”
She smiled, feeling optimistic for the first time since this began. It put a whole new spin on things. She called Amani and let her know Doug would get in touch. Before she could head back into the kitchen, Dot stopped her.
“You don’t want Lee to go to gaol.” Her steady gaze wasn’t judgemental.
“No,” Nhiari admitted.
“Can we trust him?”
Uncertainty filled her. “I don’t know.”
“But you want to.”
“Desperately.”
“What happened between you two?”
