Knox pointed at him. "Hey, I know you. You were at the warehouse." He looked at Allie's attacker, then at Jason. "These are two of the guards—the ones who drove off earlier."
Jason nodded. "Well, at least we found them. Where is your driver?" Jason asked the guard bested by the Iron Man mug.
The guard answered with a disgusted grunt. And nothing else.
"Where should we put them?" Knox asked.
"My room, I guess," said Jason. "I don't want them there long, but we don't have time for anything else. We need to concentrate on the bomber." He looked at the two guards. "Any chance you know where he is?"
Neither man answered.
"They might not even know," said Knox.
Jason shook his head. "I don't think they do. They're pretty low level," he said, intentionally trying to rile them up.
His comment only triggered a few curse words. Nothing helpful.
Jason turned to Allie. "Knox and I are going to move these guys into my room. You and Rowan get back to searching the security footage. After talking to Kendall, I'm even more convinced the bomber is on the premises. And we need to find him."
She holstered her weapon at the small of her back. "Yeah, we're on it." She turned to Rowan. "I still need those batteries. Could you—"
"Huh?" His brows pinched together, then relaxed. "Oh. Yeah. I forgot. I'll uh, I'll be right back."
"Thanks," she called after him.
Knox pulled her attacker to his feet and glanced in her direction. She held his gaze with what she hoped was an I'm-fine-so-please-stop-worrying expression.
He swallowed and nodded. "We'll be back in a few minutes."
Both captives glowered during the transition, but kept silent. Jason and Knox sat them on the bathroom floor in Jason's room. They locked both men's cuffs to each other's so that they were secured back to back. Then, Knox used another set of cuffs to chain their secured wrists to the exposed plumbing under the sink.
Knox grinned at the awkward tangle of limbs and handcuffs. "You two be good, now. We'll be back to check on you in a little while. Any information you could share with us would go a long way in convincing us to treat you nicely." He paused. "We could order room service."
The guard who'd attacked Allie laughed. The other one just looked angry. The one who laughed finally looked at Knox. "We don't know anything, which means we can't be helpful, but also means there's no point in torturing us."
Jason held up a hand. "No one's going to hurt you, but there's a bomber out there who might hurt a lot of people today if we don't find him quickly. If there's anything you could tell us, you could help us save lives—possibly your own, since we don't knowwhere these bombs are. We would never put you near them intentionally, but we have no idea where they are. If you know where they've been placed, we could make sure you're far away from them."
That got their attention. They exchanged a look, full of unmistakable fear.
"Really," the guard said, "we don't know. We know he set the bombs, but we don't know where. Kendall sent us up here to get the girl. He wanted to use her against you. That was his idea to hurry things along. Because he's afraid Drakos won't sign quickly. He wanted to use the girl to force your hand instead of relying on the bombs to scare Drakos."
Barely bridled fury flooded Knox's entire body. "Well, that didn't work out for him." His measured words landed like a threat more than a statement of fact.
Jason stepped forward, possibly trying to deescalate the exchange. "Do you know where the bombs are?"
"No!" The man yelled this time. "We assumed they weren't near here, since Kendall sent us here to get the girl. If he knew the bomb might go off right here, I don't think he would have sent us."
The second guard shook his head. "I don't think Kendall knows where the bombs are. He's afraid of that guy."
"Afraid of who?" asked Jason.
"The bomb maker. Called him a lunatic. Kendall's boss—and no, we don't know the guy's name—he wants to scare Drakos because he wants Drakos's land. This bomber guy owed him a favor, so he and Kendall put this idea together to scare Drakos. But the bomber guy is nuts. Kendall's afraid he'll accidentally kill all of us. He's dangerous because he's unpredictable. Kendall doesn't think he's very smart, either. Just tell Drakos to sign the papers. Solves everybody's problem."
"Only for today," Knox said. "It would create more problems in the days and months following. We need to catch these guys, not give in to them."
Jason nodded. "We need to get back. You two stay quiet. We'll be letting you out of here in a few hours."
They left the guards sufficiently pretzel-tied to the sink plumbing and headed back to Room 336.
