He arched a brow and held his hand out for the phone. “Good morning, Special Agent Harris.”
Addy buried her fingers in Bear’s fur and leaned closer to Mack to try to make out Harris’s words, but she couldn’t. Mack tipped his head, his gaze intense, and he nodded occasionally as if Harris could see him.
He glanced at Addy. “And you told her about that?”
What had Harris asked him? Addy really wanted to know.
He listened to the information that she wasn’t privy to, and she wanted to stomp her foot on the floor and demand to be included. But acting like a big baby wouldn’t help anyone.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got it. We’ll be in touch.” He held the phone out to Addy.
She grabbed it from his hand, but Harris had ended the call. “What did she tell you?”
“She mentioned the task force and gave us carte blanche to run the investigation.”
“And what else?”
“Um ... well.” He clasped his hands together. “Sorry. I’m not at liberty to say.”
“Seriously?” Addy clenched her teeth, finally understanding how Rob must have felt when she went to him for help but withheld information from him. “The two of you are really going to keep secrets from me?”
“Not secrets, really.” He scratched his head. “Just something I can’t share.”
“Not sure I see the difference.” She tried not to be annoyed, but she was. “With the stubborn set of your jaw, I can tell there’s no point in trying to get you to talk.”
Hoping for support, Addy shifted her focus to the others. She looked at Kiley, her hair held up by a pencil, her eyes as determined as they’d been when she stopped by to image Addy’s computer. Her socially awkward personality keeping her quiet. Quiet or not, Addy knew she’d liked Kiley. Just an innate sense that she’d connected with this woman.
Addy then turned to Sean, who’d taken a seat on the couch on the far side of Cam. She hadn’t talked to him since he’d been in town, so she dredged up a smile and hoped he didn’t notice it was forced. “I’m Addy, but then you already know that.”
“Sean.” He cocked his head, his deep brown eyes remaining locked on her. “Must be tough not to remember.”
“It is,” she admitted. She never wanted to show weakness atwork. “But I remembered something yesterday, and the doctor said that’s a good sign. I hope the rest comes back soon.”
“It’d be nice if you could remember how well we used to work together. You were once an integral part of the team.”
While she appreciated his kind comments, he was just another stranger who shouldn’t know these things about her but did. “I need someone to work with our tech guy to figure out his issues with the backup.”
Sean looked at Mack. “I can do that.”
Mack nodded. “I was about to suggest you go so that Cam can focus on this internet cable aspect. Go ahead and take off. If you gain access to the electronic files, forward them to us the minute you have them.”
Sean stood. “You got it.”
“I appreciate your sense of urgency,” Addy said and knew they would be using the RED team’s secure network to send the files to prevent hijacking.
“Good to see you again, Addy, even if you can’t remember us.” Sean grabbed his laptop and departed, taking the stairs two at a time.
“So let me get all of this straight.” Kiley grabbed a pillow and fluffed the teal fabric. Something about the action niggled at the back of Addy’s memory, though she had no idea why.
“From what I’ve read online,” Kiley continued, “we have a suspect who has smuggled drugs from Mexico to the U.S. undetected for years, but most recently he turned to gun sales?”
“Correct,” Addy said.
“Then you come on the scene, and he has to find a new way to move the drugs and guns, right?”
Addy nodded. “Although I have no recollection of how he got away with it for years. Or if I even knew.”
“Do you remember how your investigation got started?” Kiley asked.
