Scott put down his fork. “I just can’t believe it’s any of them. Not on this squad.”
What four names? I thought he was convinced it was Sullivan.Jane tried to understand Scott’s actions. Apparently, he and Haversham had suspected someone in her squad of being the mole a lot longer than she’d suspected anyone.
Dan had come to her with questions about something not right with their investigation. She’d never expected him to go off on his own to investigate the night he died. Or that someone else would imply her involvement.
With ten members of the squad remaining, minus her, that left nine suspects minus the five Haversham didn’t think responsible. She wanted to count Sullivan out but couldn’t. That would be the obvious move. Despite what she hoped, she could only cross Haversham, herself, and now Scott off her list of possibly guilty.
She let that stew as she reviewed the team. Could Jim Broderick, Ian Tann, or Greg Minton be the mole? She didn’t want Williams and Sullivan to be guilty. But she had no proof they weren’t. And what if there wasmorethan one Mazzuca plant? That would put a whole new spin on this.
“I need answers.”
“Jane, look.” Hal nodded to the monitor, and she stared at Scott’s face as he frowned at the phone.
“I tapped into his phone’s camera.” Hal nodded. “Because I am amazing.”
“You truly are.”
She watched Scott’s face as he spoke, seeing his frustration while she heard it. The more he spoke, the more she doubted he had anything to do with Dan Simmons’ murder. Instead, he’d been doing all he could to clean up the squad before something terrible happened again.
She not only heard but saw him beat himself up for Simmons’s death, for Sullivan’s injuries, even for Jane being suspended.
“It really is the best thing for Jane though,” Scott said. “I think Gambol’s got her working for him. I saw her with Gunther Rapp.” He gave a self-deprecating smile. “I almost believed they were dating when I saw them at McGrath’s. Except I caught her following me earlier.”
Shoot. He hadn’t bought it.
“Do you think she saw you paying Guillermo?”
Jane jotted down the name.
“Maybe. But he’s still going to follow Jim and Ian for me, and his brother has Greg and Sandy under surveillance.”Guillermo was some kind of PI?“She hasn’t given up trying to find out who killed Dan Simmons, I do know that. But I can’t have her in the way. Not if they’re actively after her now. I don’t think that attack at the ferry was anything but a shot at Jane.”
“I knew it.” Hal stared at her. “They were gunning for you.”
She shrugged. “I suspected, but they came at Sullivan too. And how did they know we’d be there?”
“They were probably following you. But I should have a look at your car and phone again to be sure.”
“After this.”
He nodded.
“We need to wrap this up,” Haversham said. “I can’t hold Bob off much longer.”
“I appreciate it.”
“I know. But I wouldn’t be backing you up if I didn’t think you were our best shot at cleaning out the muck in our HQ. I’m tired of constantly being one step behind.”
“Me too.” Scott sighed.
“You’ve got two more weeks. Don’t waste it.” Haversham hung up.
Scott pushed away from the table and walked into his living room, where he promptly threw himself onto a designer sofa and kicked back, groaning.
“My head hurts.” He rubbed his temples and swore under his breath, but she thought she heard her name mentioned.
“How am I hearing him?” she asked. From the angle of the camera, she figured it must have been hidden above the fireplace.
“I bugged the house for sound too. Just in case.”
