Page 87 of Hours to Kill


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Addy loved how these guys were so ready to support Kiley to keep her from having to face the ugliness of what a man could do to a young girl. They were all in law enforcement to protect the innocent, apparently Cam too, even though he was an analyst.

A tight smile found its way to Kiley’s mouth. “I appreciate you all having my back, but I started this, and Iwillfinish it. I’m going to nail this guy.”

Mack pressed out his hands on his knees. “I know we’re a long way away from Alabama and none of us wants to think the Montgomery teens are being trafficked, but keep your eyes open for any word on them, okay?”

Kiley nodded, her expression tight, that ill feeling returning to her face.

Addy hated that Kiley would have to keep working in such a tough area. Addy liked the internet. Used it all the time and could hardly remember life before it. But the criminal element had exploited it to such a degree that, like every avenue of life, it wasn’t safe anymore, and she didn’t like what it had become—an instant gratification system for the sick people in the world and those who would cater to them.

She bowed her head for a moment and prayed they would be able to arrest Razo for murder and find and release any young girls he was holding.

Her phone rang, startling her. She quickly dug it out to see Harris requesting a video call.

“It’s Harris. I have to take this.” Addy smoothed her hair and answered.

“We’ll stand by,” Mack said.

“We have a match for the fingerprints on your keyboard and desk.” Harris looked Addy in the eye. “They belong to Vadim Yahontov.”

“Really?” Addy gaped at her boss. “It was Yahontov?”

Harris nodded. “I also compared the photo on Sergio Smirnov’s employment record to Yahontov. They’re one and the same. I’m heading over to the jail as soon as we finish up. This should be new ammunition to get Yahontov to talk.”

Addy wanted to send the RED team instead, and she knew they would want to go. But the hacking had occurred at the ICE office, which made the crime personal to Harris. And she needed to seek her own payback, so Addy kept her mouth shut.

“What’s going on in the investigation?” Harris asked.

Addy updated her boss on the recent findings, trying her best to be succinct and not blabber as Harris continued to stare at her.

“Senator?” Harris steepled her hands. “I don’t like the sound of that. From what you said, there’s very little to link him to our investigation. I’m not sure I want you questioning him.”

Addy respected her boss and usually did as she instructed, but Addy would talk to the senator. She had to. They had no other leads. “I’ll be diplomatic and not in any way let on that we think he could possibly be involved.”

“I don’t know.” Harris pressed her lips together in an unusual moment of uncertainty.

Addy was going in for the kill. “I’ll be as diplomatic as he’ll be with me. I promise.”

She would do her best to keep that promise, but if the senator sidestepped her questions, she would do what it took to get the answers they needed.

“Okay. Fine. Don’t make me regret letting you do this.” Harris scowled and disconnected the call.

Addy looked at the team. “We have a fingerprint match. Vadim Yahontov.Andhis photo is a match to Smirnov.”

“You’re kidding.” Mack gaped at her.

“No,” she said. “Harris will interview him again.”

Mack narrowed his eyes. “Wish she’d consulted me first.”

“She wants payback for breaching her territory,” Addy said.

“I get that, but...” Mack shook his head, then looked at the screen and the teams’ expectant gazes. “You able to get to this guy’s computer files yet, Cam?”

“No. I hate to think he bested me, but I’m not giving up yet.” He bent his head to his computer.

“I think it’s best if you all catch a flight down here,” Mack suggested. “If these guns are coming across the border tomorrow, you should be here and bring Bear. Sean, can you arrange a military hop? That way you won’t waste time at an airport, and you can work on the flight. You’ll also need a vehicle.”

“Can do,” Sean said.