“But she doesn’t match a missing person’s record?”
“Apparently not, but if she’s from out of state, searching those could take a while.”
Emmett peered around his computer. “Over six hundred thousand people are reported missing in the US each year,” he contributed.
“Thanks, Emmett. Okay. Let’s take it.” Gunnar stood. “Let them know we’re on our way would you, Emmett?”
“Will do. I’ll text a contact name and I’ll let Warden know where you’re going. Are you going to take your bike?”
“Yeah, it’ll be quicker. We’ll grab some lunch while we’re out so remember to take a break, Emmett.”
“I’m going to meet Talbot and discuss moving plans. I won’t forget.”
The routine for getting their kit on and heading out was well-polished and they were soon on the road. Gunnar leaned into the curves, enjoying Bryn’s arms around him. “You wish there were more cases like this one, don’t you?” The helmet mike made a slight echo.
“It feels like a good way of using what I can do.”
“What if her strongest memory is of being hit by a car?”
“It could be, but there might be something in her future intent to help. It’ll be better if she didn’t see the vehicle and that happens more often than not in hit and runs.”
“Let’s hope so.”
“I had a test once where the victim had been deliberately run down. He saw the vehicle coming. He was in a coma and didn’t survive.”
“Did you get the plate?”
“Yeah, but the cops already had it. It was one of Delacourt’s experiments.”
That killed the conversation and Gunnar concentrated on the road. He and Bryn were getting out of their gear in the parking lot when his cell buzzed. “That’ll be Emmett with our contact.” He checked the screen. “Hmm, Emmett says to call him.”
“Strange.” Bryn came to stand next to him and Gunnar placed the call.
“Emmett?”
“Oh hey, Gunnar. Is Bryn with you?”
“When am I not?” Bryn muttered.
“Hi, Bryn!”
“What’s up? I’m putting you on speaker.” Gunnar checked to make sure there was no one in earshot.
“The jury came back in the mafia accountant trial. Guilty on all charges.”
“That’s good…isn’t it?” Gunnar was puzzled.
“Well, it is and it isn’t. Warden wanted me to tell you that word on the street is that The Hammer said he would offer a reward to anyone who brings Bryn to him if the verdict didn’t go his way.”
“You have to be fucking kidding me.” Gunnar immediately examined their surroundings.
“I don’t think Warden kids about anything, Gunnar. Anyway, I’m texting you your contact at the hospital. You need to go to Psychiatrics and ask for Doctor Sonya Tolliver. If you let me know what happens, I can pass information on to the police department.”
“Okay, thanks, Emmett, we’ll see you later.” Gunnar stowed his cell in his pocket.
Bryn’s shoulders were slumped. “Sorry.”
“What for?”
