That was a good find.
“EJ, you might have just given us a good piece of the puzzle. We need to go look at it, and on the DL. Maybe we can snoop around, and see if this fits.”
They definitely needed to.
Scribbling a note on some paper, Gene left it for Greyson for when he came back.
‘Grey, got a lead. Tell you later. I think I’m about to crack this wide open. Gene.’
When they both stood up, they clipped their badges and guns back onto their hips.
Now, they were excited.
“Let me get the system running something,” Blackhawk said, setting the parameters. “I want to see if anyone on our list lives nearby that, or has a boat.”
That worked for Gene.
As he got the system running, Gene was thinking through this plan. When Ethan stood, they headed toward the door.
“If Rodrigo owns this business, and it’s where the killer is doing the deed, that makes him look damn bad.”
Oh, Gene was well aware.
“Maybe he’s not as innocent as he says. Maybe he’s willing to burn his girl in order to stay out of jail. We all know there is no honor among thieves.”
Damn right.
Now, they just needed to build the case.
“Tonight, when we go to that club, we need to be suspicious, and keep in mind that this put him at the top of oursuspect list,” Ethan stated. “Because now, if people are being tortured at his business, and he’s tied to this—that looks bad for him.”
Yeah, it did.
As they reached their rental, Gene hopped behind the wheel, but not until he looked in the back seat.
That made Ethan laugh.
“You can teach two old dogs new tricks,” he joked, as he had just done the same thing.
Gene was to the point.
“I’ve only been abducted once. You’re a two-fer on this one.”
Blackhawk snorted.
It wasn’t like he was wrong.
Now was he?
* * * Blackhawk & Cantrell * * *
En Route
The Sugar Cane
Processing Center
Using his phone, Ethan was still researching as Gene listened to the directions on his.
