Dev shared the discussion he’d just had with his brother, where officers from the Portland Police Bureau had done exactly what Russ suggested. “Someone needs to talk to the detective to see what he’s recently communicated with Luongo.”
“I’d call him, but he’d tell me it’s none of my business,” Russ said. “Since this is about Kinsley, and she worked closely with the detective, she’s the most likely person to call.”
Dev looked in the rearview mirror. “Are you willing to do it?”
“Of course. As soon as I get a chance.”
“Maybe these recent questions will cause him not to buy property on the lake, and he won’t be living nearby,” Colin said. “That would be a positive result of asking for an alibi.”
“I don’t much like the idea of the guy residing in the area,” Russ said. “So yeah, that would be a true blessing.”
Dev appreciated the positive take on things, but…”Regardless of what Luongo decides to do on buying property, he still remains on our suspect list.”
“He does,” Russ said. “And I’ll see what else I can find out for you. But Colin, you should keep on with your internet searches to dig into him and the other suspects.”
“I won’t stop until we have our shooter behind bars,” Colin said.
“Make sure you keep me in the loop, and we can swap notes.” Russ cleared his throat. “One more thing before I go. When you meet with the detective at Kinsley’s apartment, please tell me you plan to tell him you’ve been there and removed those binders.”
Dev didn’t want to answer when he still didn’t know what he was going to do. As the time got closer and closer, he was leaning nearer to doing the right thing. He’d thought he could lie to the detective, but Dev just wasn’t made for lying. Thanks to his parents. To his faith. He had to tell the truth. He could only hope it didn’t result in the detective naming him and Colin as his top suspects and somehow hindering their ability to keep Kinsley safe.
“We need to hang up now,” Dev said instead of answering. “We’re approaching Kinsley’s apartment, and we need all eyes on the area.”
“You know I’ll ask you what you did, so do the right thing. I’ll be in touch.” Russ disconnected the call.
“Time for me to lie down again?” Kinsley asked.
“Please.” Dev gave her a smile in the mirror, but she didn’t return it as she disappeared from view.
Dev checked the dashboard clock. Six forty-five. The detective would meet them in fifteen minutes. Perfect. It would give Kinsley a chance to look around her apartment to determine if anything was missing.
He turned the corner. “We’re on your street, Kinsley. Be ready to act in case I need you to do something.”
Dev scanned the area, his heart hammering. Colin was on full alert, too. Dev looked ahead to her complex. Everything appeared normal. No sign of a shooter. No sign of danger. Just a few sleepy-looking residents, coffee cups in hand, climbing in their cars to go to work.
He turned into the parking lot and glanced in the mirror to make sure Reid followed. He did, and Dev slowed to let him pass. He would go to the apartment first to check things out before Dev would let Kinsley get out of the car.
Dev tailed his boss at a slower speed, but suddenly slammed on the brakes.
“What’s wrong?” Colin asked.
“Her apartment door is standing wide open. We secured it on the way out.”
“What?” Kinsley’s voice raised. “Has someone broken into my place again?”
“It looks like it,” Dev said, letting his shock fade so he could think. “But was it the same person, or are we looking for two different suspects?”
Kinsley sucked in a loud breath, the sound carrying to the front seat. “I can hardly stand the thought of one, let alone two people wishing me harm.”
Dev hated that, too. Two suspects could mean double the trouble, something he didn’t even want to contemplate. Especially not while Kinsley was out in the open and vulnerable.
