Rory was throwing his clothes into his two suitcases while she brought his small portable scanner and other electronics to the backseat of Clay’s truck.
It still amazed her that someone went to the lengths to rip up the court papers and not even consider that Rory would have a digital backup of them.
Did that mean the person wasn’t tech savvy to think it?
“What’s on your mind?” he asked when he pulled out the two pieces of luggage.
“This is stupid and I’m not sure why I didn’t think of it before. Whoever ripped up your notes, do you think it never occurred to them you would have scanned them into your computer? Did they not even notice the scanner on the table?”
“The scanner was in my room, but I thought of that also. Maybe they didn’t know what it was. It’s not as if it stands out if they’ve never used one before.”
“That’s right. Not one like that. A lot of scanners look like printers now in an office. I’m wondering if this person isn’t that tech savvy. Like has others doing their work for them.”
“Someone older?” he asked. “Like Daniel?”
She tossed her hands up. “I’m not guessing. It could be Daniel for sure, but then I ask myself if a man in his early sixties is sneaking around at night to rifle through cars and crawling under them to mess with brake lines.”
“I think people do anything when they are desperate enough and that is why I’m keeping an open mind. Going on your assumption, I don’t see Kane getting dirty or being bothered to leave his house at night. He’d have to explain it to his wife on top of it.”
“So would Daniel,” she argued.
“I guess this goes back to it might not be them or they are paying someone to do it for them,” he said. “Doesn’t mean the person who is doing it now is the same person who killed Rene.”
“Yeah. That’s a strong possibility we have to think about.”
“Regardless, this person is breaking many laws and they will be caught. Maybe they’ll talk and give us more. I don’t know, and thinking of things that might not be true isn’t helping and is only clouding my brain.”
“It’s not clouding anything if you look at all sides of it,” she argued. “Got everything?”
They went in together and walked around some. “Yeah. Seems it. It’s not as if there are any clues to be found here.”
“Any food you want to grab to bring or just leave it in the fridge?”
She walked over and opened the fridge, didn’t see a ton, but he got a bag and put it all in there. She did the same with snacks.
This way the place would be empty when the cleaners came to turn it over for the next renter.
“Now we are ready,” he said.
They climbed into Clay’s truck. Her brother was leaving it for her and using another truck on the property that his business owned. She’d get her car back early next week, as the State Police were still checking it over, or so she’d been told.
It’s not like either Rory or she had any plans of driving anywhere other than around town for a few days anyway. Maybe she was a little skittish just thinking of what could have happened.
Not just a little skittish. A lot!
When they got back to her condo, Clay was on his laptop.
“All done?” she asked.
Her brother turned it around to show her. “Yep. There are two cameras. One inside your door, one outside of it. There is no other access to your place. These two cameras are my truck. Under and on top. I’ll get anyone going near it.”
“And we can view those cameras too?” she asked.
“I’m sending it to you both now,” Clay said.
“Thanks. Do you want me to drive you back home?” she asked.
“Nope, Reenie had to make a delivery in town and she’s on her way.”
