When I strode into the room, I was actually the last one there. The men grinned at me, and I had to recheck to make sure I pulled my mask up.
Which was enough for Doc’s jaw to drop.
“You showed her?” he asked.
I pointed at him. “Shut up.”
Scout’s face lit up. “Ho. Ly. Fuck.”
“Wait, seriously?” Brutus asked from his dark corner.
I grumbled to myself as I went and perched in my own corner.
I turned and saw Cap grinning at me.
“All right, all right, all right,” our president said as he held his hand up, “church is in session.”
The room immediately died down and all eyes were on him.
“Scout,” Cap said with a nod of his head.
Scout stepped forward and slapped a file folder of papers onto the table. “I decoded the minutes from the meetings. She’s got three-years’ worth of them on her laptop, but I’ve managed to decode the meetings going back eleven months.”
“What did you find?” Ranger asked.
Scout drew in a deep breath and shook his head. “A lot. This firm is most definitely involved with the trafficking ring.”
The room grumbled about, but Cap simply held up his hand to gain their attention again. “What did you find?”
Scout shrugged. “A lot. Those decoded meetings are proof positive that this law firm is running with this ring. For starters, those cars? They’re not advertisement cars.”
I spoke up from the shadows. “They’re cars that are being used to mask what the trafficking ring is doing whenever they’re traveling around.”
Cap’s eyes darted to my dark corner before heading back to Scout. “Is that true?”
Scout nodded. “The financial tiers that customers have to pay into for logos? That’s just code. What they’re really doing is using the cars as decoys, most likely to do their bidding with kidnappings, because who would ever suspect that a vehicle with a prestigious law firm’s logo on it really had a woman trapped in the trunk?”
“Fucking hell,” Brutus grumbled from his dark corner.
“What else?” Cap demanded.
Scout folded his arms over his chest. “We also have confirmation in these minutes that they are, in fact, buying up businesses not just in Redd Valley, but all around us. In the documents, I’ve got them talking about businesses two fucking towns over.”
“In King’s territory?” Cap asked.
Scout nodded. “Among other areas. And from a lot of the coded language, it almost sounds like this law firm is providing legal fucking counsel to this trafficking ring, whenever they get into sticky situations.”
Cap pinched the bridge of his nose. “So the cars are most likely part of their alibi, should the ring get caught.”
Scout pointed at him. “That’s my theory, yes.”
Cap scrubbed his hands down his face and groaned. “Ranger.”
“Yep?”
“Talk to me about the laptop.”
“I got it successfully cloned and we have eyes on all levels of that law firm,” he said.
