Fuck. That.
Pointing to Derek, he ordered, “Access hospital security. See if you can find where they went.”
“How long ago did they leave?” Derek asked Cantrell as he sat his laptop down next to the sink and began typing.
“I don’t know. Half an hour ago, maybe? Will someone please tell me what the hell is going on?”
Grant didn’t pull any punches delivering the bad news. “Downing shot Billy.”
“What?”Brynnon’s father shook his head.
“We’re pretty sure it had something to do with what happened in Kunar, which means as long as Brynnon’s with him, she’s in danger.”
“That’s impossible.”
“Unfortunately, Sir”—Coop looked at the shocked man—“it’s not.”
“Martin’s like a son to me. He’s Billy’s best friend. He’d never—”
“Well, he did!” Grant practically shouted. When Cantrell started to argue again, he closed the distance. “I know it’s hard, but I need you to listen to me. Derek discovered an extra security system set up in your son’s apartment. There’s a camera in every room, and it’s constantly recording and sending that data to a private server. We were able to access the recorded footage from tonight, when Billy was shot. You can see Martin’s face clear as day.”
The senator shook his head. “I-I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything. I just need you to trust me.”
“Oh, my god.” The senator dropped back into his chair.
“I know it’s a lot to take in, and we don’t have all the answers yet. But right now, my focus is on finding Brynnon and getting her as far away from that bastard as possible. Is there anything you can think of that would help us do that?”
Cantrell nodded woodenly. “They were going to get some coffee.”
“We could split up,” Coop offered. “Start looking for them.”
Grant shook his head. “This place is too big. It’ll be a goddamn goose chase. D?” He swung his gaze to Derek.
“I’m on it,” his teammate responded.
The seconds rolled by at a nauseating pace until finally, Derek stopped typing. He spun around, the expression on his face grim.
“I found them. He took her into the parking garage after they left here.” Derek looked over his shoulder, his next words struck with fear. “Downing pulled a gun on her.”
“What?” Both Grant and Brynnon’s father spoke at the same time.
“Here.” Derek rewound the footage and stepped aside for Grant and Brynnon’s father. “See for yourself.”
Grant watched as Brynnon and Martin entered the garage beneath the building. Martin smiled and said something to her, but Brynnon stopped walking. They exchanged a few words before the fucker pulled out a gun.
“Jesus,” Coop whispered from beside him.
Bulldozing past his fear, Grant forced himself to look at the scene with the eyes of an operative, rather than a lover. As much as he wanted to race to the garage that very second, chances were they were no longer there.
Needing to see as much as they could in order to determine where they went after this moment in time, Grant continued watching the heart wrenching footage.
Brynnon stood stoically as Martin put a silencer on his gun. They went back and forth, talking and yelling at one another, and then all of a sudden, she went for the gun.
“Oh, God,” Cantrell groaned.
Baby, no!
