“Didn’t start it,” Cal stated.
“Still standing in it,” the man grumbled.
Wyatt’s gaze drifted back toward Letty. She paced slowly as she listened, fingers twisting the cord of her earbuds.
“How did she convince you to come back here?” Sunday inquired, nodding toward her.
Cal ignored Wyatt’s lack of a response. “Sunday knows one of the guys seen alongside the Royale.”
Wyatt’s attention snapped back. “And?”
“He’s a felon,” Sunday said. “Name’s Leon Driscoll. Runs odd jobs along the marina. Known to do anything for a buck.”
Wyatt’s jaw ticked. “Makes sense.” He bounced the coin once and caught it clean. “Where can we find him?”
Sunday shrugged. “He floats. Sometimes at the shrimp docks. Sometimes at the abandoned fuel yard.”
Cal pulled out his phone. “I’ll make some inquiries.” He tipped his head to the Captain. “Thanks, you’ll keep an ear out?”
The man raised his hand as he walked away.
Wyatt and Cal headed back to Salt & Steel as Letty’s voice dropped again. “…I know Banner can help, Livvy. That’s not what this is about.”
Banner?He didn’t move. He just listened intently.
“…No. I’m not going to Dallas.” Silence, then softer. “Not yet.”
His grip on the coin tightened.Not yet.
Rhea’s voice cut across the dock. “Bridge. Now!”
Wyatt turned first as Letty ended her call and followed, brow furrowed. “What happened?”
“You’ll want to see this,” Rhea said. They climbed the stairs into The Bridge. The screens were already lit.
Cal stepped inside behind them. “Captain Sunday’s contact confirmed Driscoll was in the marina the morning of your training.”
Her spine stiffened. “The morning, I took the photos?”
“Yes.”
Rhea tapped the keyboard. “Also,” she said carefully, “we have another variable.” The screen shifted as a familiar face appeared.
Wyatt cocked his head. “Who’s this?”
“Will Thomas,” Rhea answered.
Letty gasped. “What is he doing here?”
Rhea didn’t answer immediately. She brought up footage. “He checked into a Tidehaven motel the morning of your training.”
Wyatt’s eyes flicked to Letty. “You know him?”
“Yes,” Letty frowned.
“You didn’t mention that,” Wyatt growled.
“Because I didn’t know,” she said sharply as her jaw tightened. “He’s my former research partner.”
