Both Ivan and Uriel gagged from the front seat.
And Elizabeth just shook her head.
That was Callen being Callen.
For.
Sure.
Getting out, they saw a sign that said,‘groundskeeper building’, and an arrow pointing.
With Ivan, Raphael, and Uriel flanking them, after Raphael met them at the door, they all headed toward the building. When they saw a man working on some flowers not far from it, she assumed that was the groundskeeper.
“Excuse me.”
When he stood, he was massive.
Holy.
Freaking.
Shit.
The man was a goddamn giant, and he looked like he could fee-fi-fo-fum her off the planet with one swipe of his arm.
Yowza.
She was a tall woman, but this dude made Callen look short. He had to be six foot eight or nine. Plus, he had the biggest meat hook hands she’d ever seen in her life.
The scowl on his face said it all.
He didn’t like being bothered.
“What do you want?” he barked.
Jesus.
Someone wasn’t friendly.
This should be fun.
Not.
Chapter Nine
Homeless Encampment
Same Time
Monday Afternoon
After getting the location of the local homeless gathering spot from the homicide captain, both Alex and Corbin headed there to see what they could dig up. Part of their job as researchers and back up to the boss lady meant thinking outside the box.
And being one step ahead of her.
That was how you kept your job inThe Violent Crimes Unit.
Only, ill winds were blowing, and Alex had worked as an investigator long enough to know it too.
