Raider shook his head. “Not really. Just a lot of talk about loyalty with threats thrown in.”
“Normal guy stuff.” Wolfe jerked his fries away before Raider could attack them. “Do you remember singing about putting a ring on Brigid’s finger?”
Raider paused in the middle of chewing and looked up at the ceiling. “Vaguely?” He winced. “I didn’t make too much of an ass of myself, did I?”
“Nah. You’re a happy drunk.” Wolfe took a drink of his soda. “What’s up with you guys?”
Raider finished his third burger. “I’m not sure. We pretended to be engaged, then we hooked up, and then I found out she was lying to us all.” He munched on some fries. “Turns out she signed a deal with HDD, and they scared the crap out of her. I need to have another talk with Rutherford and this time use my fists.”
“Hmm.” Wolfe lounged in the chair, his body too large for the rickety wood. There was no doubt he’d crash down in short order. “Seems like you care for her. Why not just protect her?”
“I am going to protect her,” Raider countered, sucking down his sugary drink and trying to dispel his headache. Even so, it felt good to talk things out with somebody he trusted. “But she’s not my type, anyway.”
Wolfe chewed thoughtfully. “What’s your type?”
“Organized, mellow, kind.” Raider kept eating.
“Sounds boring.” Wolfe rolled his neck. “Though she shouldn’t have lied to us, right? I guess it’s up to you whether she’s worth the risk or not.”
He didn’t need more risk in his life. Raider looked at the clock. “I wish she’d call and tell us the information is good. We need to get out of here and find those girls.”
“Then take out the senator,” Wolfe muttered. “Did you read all of the copied journal?”
“Yep, and according to Force, there’s nothing about the guy on the tapes. We’ll need to dig deeper or trap him, somehow,” Raider said, his mind finally awakening. “For now, he and Eddie think I have some evidence on him, so that does give us an advantage.”
Wolfe crumpled his wrappers together just as Raider’s main phone rang.
“Hello.” Raider put the phone on speaker and set it beyond his burger.
“Hey. It’s Force with Brigid here.” The guy sounded exhausted.
Raider exchanged a look with Wolfe. “All right. Did I get the correct information?”
“Yes and no.” Her voice ran through him like a potent wine. Soft and sweet with a hint of Ireland. “You downloaded information about twenty-three shipments, and we have the origination points, train and cargo shipments. For twenty of them, we have destinations and even cargo hold numbers. It’s a great find. But I can’t identify what is in which shipments and there are three shipments with no destinations.”
Raider sighed. “Chances are, those are even more protected, which means they’re the humans and not the drugs.” Crap. “Suggestions?”
“Was there a main computer in the room? One that seemed to direct the entire business?” Brigid asked.
Raider scrubbed both hands down his face over his three-day shadow. “Yes. It was manned by a guy named Rex who seemed to be in charge of the entire outfit.”
“We need a download from his computer,” she murmured. “He must have files not on the main server, and those are the ones we need.”
Wolfe shook his head. “There’s no way they’ll let you get to that computer.”
Raider ran through possible scenarios. “Not willingly.”
Force cleared his throat, the sound tinny through the phone line. “Can you get into that room yourself? Say wait until after dark and break in?”
“Not a chance,” Raider said. “You wouldn’t believe the security in this place, and even if I could get past it, the entire building is wired. I’d rather not take that chance.” He stared at the phone. “Brigid? How long will those fake bank accounts keep Eddie’s guy occupied?”
“Did he seem pretty good?” she asked, worry coming through.
“Definitely,” Raider said. “If he is as good as you, how long do I have?”
Quiet ticked for several moments. “If he’s as good as me, it depends. If he’s suspicious, he’s already had somebody go to one of the new accounts and try to withdraw. If he isn’t, then you might have until tomorrow, but I wouldn’t count on it. Fake money is easy to decipher if you know what you’re doing.”
Wolfe tapped long fingers on the table. “I think Eddie is suspicious across the board. We have to assume he has discovered the truth or will soon. What’s our play?”
