“It’s just that she’s never mentioned anything about Germany to me.”
“Me neither.” Lachlan was surprised at that one too. As far as he knew, Gina didn’t have any contacts there. But then again, he was learning that she still had many secrets she’d kept from him.
Elissa tapped quietly on her computer for a minute, then swore.
“What?”
“Oh…nothing…just swatting a mosquito.”
“That’s Florida for you.”
“Sorry, not a literal one. Someone just tried to hack me. Hazards of an airport. But I got ’em.” More tapping, then, “Okay, I’m looking over the flights… Ah-ha. Small private jet heading directly to Frankfurt left a couple hours ago. And look at that, it’s chock full of dogs. Malcolm either knew about it ahead of time or saw Gina and Fleur board it is my guess.”
“Anyone in the manifest resemble Gina and Fleur?”
“Not exactly, no. But, there is one possibility. Jenna O’Donnell is traveling with a mixed-breed bitch named Jasmin who has ginger and dark-brown fur.”
Lachlan breathed a sigh of relief. “Jenna. Yeah, Gina does like her aliases to sound similar to her real name in case she slips up.”
“Gina never slips up.”
Lach grinned at the dead certainty in Elissa’s voice. “She’d appreciate your faith in her even though she’d be the first to tell you she slips up all the time.”
“Imposter syndrome sucks.”
He grinned. “So, what else can you tell me about this flight?”
“Already on it. It was leased by a woman named Florence Cooper. Is that someone you know?”
“Never heard of her,” Lach ground out.
“Doing a search for Florence Cooper and dogs… Yeah, she raises Malamutes. Looks like she’s really active in the dog show world. Yup, there are a bunch of shows coming up in Europe. My guess is that it’s a bunch of breeders and such, and Gina’s either posing as a breeder or support staff, maybe a photographer, who knows? Or, maybe she just bought into the lease.”
“God knows.”
“Ask her for me when you find her tomorrow.”
“You’re killing me, lass.”
“I’d rather be killing whoever’s doing this,” she murmured. “So, I’m finding you a flight to Frankfurt.”
“Before I even had to ask.”
“I’m smart like that sometimes. I’m also sending you a list of dog shows all the passengers are involved in just in case she’s gone undercover as a dog handler. It’s a start at least.”
“More than a start, thank you.”
“More good news. Malcolm’s flight has a two-hour layover where he has to change planes but I found you a direct flight leaving from B terminal, gate sixty-two in forty-five minutes. It’s totally full, which is probably why Mal took the other flight, but guess what? You are now at the top of the stand-by list and are getting aboard. Sorry, person-I-bumped.”
Lach’s phone beeped, alerting him to his new plane ticket.
“Excellent, lass. I’ll still miss Gina, but that’ll put me in Frankfurt ahead of Malcolm. I can follow him if he knows where Gina’s going.” He started walking toward his new gate.
“Wish I could do more.”
“Elissa, you’ll be the reason we get her back.”
“Nope. You’re wrong. It’s a group effort. It’s the whole fam working together that’ll bring Gina home. Even Malcolm.”
