He could have.
“But why would he implicate his girl? And when I say they are definitely a couple, you can tell. He watches her with love, and she does the same. Someone else is behind this.”
Greyson was standing in front of the whiteboard.
“So do you want me to mark them off your list of suspects?” he asked.
Yeah, that would work.
“We’re going to focus on one, single person. This started with him, and it would end with him. This is going to be all about Jaden. He didn’t‘see’something that got him killed. He was involved in something. Period.”
Oh, well, when you did dirty things, that happened.
All.
The.
Time.
Moving the man from the victim list, he also put him on the suspect list for the men. Someone had to connect to him, and once they found that out, they’d have this solved.
Jaden Medin.
When he circled it in red marker, that said it all. This investigation had taken a turn for the better, and it was now on track.
“Thank God you guys figured out this was bullshit or this would take forever.”
Oh, they agreed there.
“Well, good job, guys. Are you headed to the police precinct now?”
That was the plan.
“We want to see if Aaron asked questions or mentioned something to his family about Jaden Medin. Once we can eliminate that, we’re good.”
Greyson was covering his bases.
“Where are you going after that? I don’t like playing these games where agents go missing.”
Them.
Either.
“We’re heading in to do some research. Then, we’re going to wait on the ME to give us what he can.”
That worked for Greyson.
“Please be safe,” he said, staring at the big red circle around the man’s name on the board. “Oh, and play nice with the homicide captain.”
They both laughed.
It was likely neither of those things was going to happen—not when it came to their luck.
Bet.
On.
It.
