Boone nodded toward the window. “Then we go in quietly. Intel first, strike later. I’ll scout the mine perimeter tonight.”
“I’ll dig into property records,” Russ said. “Whoever reopened that mine did it under a fake name. I’ll find the real one. Do you know who owns it?”
“It’s been closed for decades. I thought the city owned it. That would mean whoever let them move in is either in there with them, taking dark money, or dead.”
Logan leaned forward. “I want to know who’s been making calls to Colombia. ”
“You’ll have to go through Julia for that,” I said. She’s the one running things from here.”
Logan smiled, the kind of smile that meant trouble. “Then I guess it’s time we finally meet her.”
Julia showedup ten minutes later, rain still dripping from her ponytail, looking like she’d just walked off a crime scene—which she had. Her badge glinted at her hip, and she scanned the diner like she expected a fight. Damn, she was beautiful.
When her eyes landed on us, she froze. “Please tell me this isn’t what I think it is.”
“Depends on what you think it is,” I said.
“You brought your team here.”
“Technically, they brought themselves.”
She looked from Logan to Boone to Russ.
“So you’re the infamous Delta Division Brave Team.”
Logan stood, charm dialed up to full speed. “Ma’am, we prefer the term ‘off-duty good Samaritans.’”
Boone smirked. “Orconcerned citizens with combat training.”
Russ gave a small nod. “We’re here to help, Detective.”
Julia crossed her arms. “Does this ‘help’ involve breaking the law?”
Logan’s grin widened. “Only the bad ones.”
I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Julia, they’re solid. We’ll keep a low profile.”
She sighed. “Fine. But if the sheriff finds out you’re all here, I’m the one who’ll get in trouble.”
Boone lifted his coffee mug. “Then we’ll just have to make sure he doesn’t find out.”
Her gaze flicked to me, softer now. “You really can’t stay out of trouble, can you?”
“Not when you’re involved.”
Her lips twitched despite herself. “You’re impossible.”
Russ leaned toward Logan, muttering under his breath, “He’s got it bad.”
“Had it bad,” Logan corrected. “Now he’s just doomed.”
Julia shot them both a warning look. “I can hear you.”
Logan winked. “Good. Then you know what we’re thinking.”
She rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her smile. “You four are going to drive me crazy.”
“Get used to it,” I said. “We’re just getting started.”
