They now had access to the dead man’s desktop. They didn’t need his laptop—they had remote access.
“I appreciate it. Thanks for contacting me so quickly. Have a good day.”
When he hung up, he had good news.
“Guess who has his password and information to log into Jarod Shand’s tech? Apparently, Gabe was notified we wanted access, and he cleared it.”
That was good news.
It would help them move quicker through this mess to see if the man had any information on the desktop for whatever case he was working.
“We need the report he filed, too.”
That was easier.
Greyson could download that.
“Well, log out of your desktop, and into his. We can still hit his place, but we can go into his home with something we found out in his casefile notes, maybe,” Ethan admitted.
That they could.
Everyone’s fingers were crossed that they’d find some information.
As Greyson did what he asked, they saw the man’s desktop appear on Greyson’s computer. It was neat and tidy, and there was a picture of him and his coworkers on the backdrop.
It appeared they were a close group of friends, since it wasn’t in the workplace. They had gone out and were sitting in a restaurant at the beach.
Behind them, the sun was setting, and they were all smiling.
Yeah, that didn’t happen at all the other bigger offices. Too many people worked opposite shifts, and you couldn’t go for drinks inPhillyat night if you were on the clock.
This was a weird place.
That was for sure.
It was like the office that Gabe forgot.
As Greyson began opening files, he saw one in particular that got his attention.
“It’s his notes that he turned in for his reports,” Gene said, recognizing the file numbers.
They ran in order, and they used the filer’s initials along with his partner’s, if he had one. Like this case would be GCEB-zero-zero-one-zero-three, when he turned it in to Greyson.
Their initials and the one hundred and third case they worked as partners.
“There’s his latest,” Ethan said, pointing at the screen.
So, that was the one he opened.
When it popped up, Greyson read over it, and shared with the two men.
“He was working a co-case with the local police,” he offered. “It seems he caught a murder, and passed it off to the local LEOS because they wanted jurisdiction. Only, from hisnotes, it looked like he decided to keep digging anyway. That tells me he was a good investigator,” Greyson admitted.
On that, they agreed.
From where he sat beside Gene, Ethan was curious.
“Who was the victim in the case he was working, and what happened?” he asked.
