“It’ll only take a minute, Patsy.”
I frowned then dragged my gaze back to Wes. “I’ll be right here.”
He nodded hesitantly. “Okay. See you in a minute.” He followed Candy to the door of the bus…and then they were gone.
Chapter Nineteen
WES
I swallowed down my trepidation as I climbed down from the bus and set my feet on the asphalt. My legs suddenly felt shaky. I really hoped Captain Sorensen didn’t have more bad news. Seeing a murdered body in the flesh had been enough to turn my stomach this morning. I didn’t need anything else to go wrong.
“I hope you don’t mind me pulling you out, Mr. Chaudry. I just wasn’t sure you wanted to discuss your business in front of Lincoln Snow and his team.”
“W-what business?” I stammered.
“I got a call from Detective Ryan this morning. It seems they may know who chased you the other day.”
So much had gone on in the last couple of days, I’d almost forgotten about my flight from armed men who’d been trying to kill me, but it all came rushing back with his words. I felt my eyes go wide. “They know who it is?”
“It’s very possible. Detective Ryan and his partner have been working with the detective investigating the murder and it seems they’ve solved that crime.”
I opened my mouth, closing it again as something occurred to me. “They’ve solved the murder, but I get the idea that’s not the end of it.”
The captain shook his head. “They haven’t caught the man or his accomplices, but they know who they are, thanks in part to you.”
“But why do you suppose they came aftermeto begin with? I don’t know anything about a murder.”
He shook his head sadly. “I don’t know that. When Cassidy called me this morning, I was already headed out here after Agent Smith informed me of the murder in the camp.”
“So, it’s likely that I might still be in danger.”
He pursed his lips, frowning slightly. “I won’t lie to you. It’s entirely possible, but there’s no reason to speculate. I’m sure the detectives will give you their thoughts on the matter when they speak to you.” He reached out and took hold of my shoulder, squeezing it before letting his hand drop. “Don’t worry. There’s no possible way they know you’re here, Mr. Chaudry, and if there was even thesmallestchance they do, you’re surrounded by the best trained FBI agents in the country.”
I nodded, absently reaching up to rub knuckles over my breastbone to make the fear in my chest go away.
“I told Detective Ryan that you’ll probably be here for several hours, but he and his partner will want to talk with you afterward…either here or somewhere else.”
“Can Patsy come with me?” I blurted.
He smiled and I noticed how kind the expression made him look when I’d only ever thought of him as looking fierce before now. “Of course, Patsy can go with you.”
I let out a long breath, realizing I’d been waiting for the last shoe to drop. “Thank you, Captain.” I hesitated a moment. “Please call me Wes.” I held out a hand then noted how awkward he appeared as he shook it.
“If you’ll call me Candy.”
“Thank you, Candy.”
He nodded sharply. “All right, let’s get back to the others so I can update them on what I learned from the LAPD.”
“Okay.” I climbed back into the bus and he followed, shutting the door behind him.
Patsy watched me closely, leaning over the second I returned to my seat. “What was that all about?”
I smiled at him, setting my hand on his thigh as I put my lips close to his ear. “Detectives Ryan and Williams think they know who the men are who chased me,” I whispered. His eyes widened so I squeezed his thigh. “We’ll talk about it later.”
“What happened out there, Candy?” Rex Monroe asked.
The captain looked grim as he took a seat on the bench across from us. “Well, first of all, the man isn’t the only victim in the camp last night.”
