Colin rubbed his hands together. “I’m sure he would.”
“Then ask him to come see us as soon as possible.” Dev shifted his attention back to Russ. “Any word on Peter Mooney or Louis Luongo?”
Russ cocked his head. “You mean besides that they’re both a piece of work?”
“Yeah.” Dev rolled his eyes at the lawman, surprising Kinsley that he would risk irritating the guy she was coming to see as sort of grouchy when they needed his help. “Besides that.”
“I’ve really only had time to pull their sheets, but neither one has been in trouble with the law since they were investigated for the suspected murders. Well, sort of. Luongo has been picked up on questionable charges, likely officers trying to pay him back for getting away with killing his wife.” Russ’s shoulders slumped. “I also put a call in to the respective detectives, but haven’t heard anything yet.”
Dev tapped his finger on the table as if releasing nervous energy. “You’ll keep after them and keep us up to date on what you find, right?”
Russ nodded.
“And you’ll forward me their sheets?” Dev asked.
Russ lifted his chin, his expression stony. “Only if you promise not to share them with anyone.”
Dev nodded his vigorous agreement. “You got it.”
“No way I’ll send them electronically,” Russ said. “Don’t want them traceable back to me. Give me your printer login, and I’ll print out a copy for you.”
“Thanks, man.”
“Just be sure nobody finds out about it.” Russ looked around the room. “And that goes for the rest of you. Keep your traps shut, and if somehow someone figures out you have them, you make sure you never tell them who gave them to you. You know I won’t be a happy camper if you do.”
The guys muttered something under their breath, but she couldn’t make out what they were saying.
“Moving on,” Colin said and eyed Dev.
Dev dropped onto his chair. “I’d hoped we could’ve eliminated at least one of them tonight, but Huff, Mooney, Luongo, and Caldwell all remain on our list.”
“I’m doing my best,” Russ said.
Dev waved a hand. “I know you are. I’m just letting my frustrations get the best of me.”
Russ squeezed the back of the chair. “Normally I’d be the first to say we need to get in front of each of them to obtain an alibi for the time of the shootings, but I still think we should lay low and just get eyes on them. Where do we stand on that?”
Ryan snapped his chair forward. “Micha and I are departing right after this meeting ends. After we locate Luongo, one of us can tail him and the other one can try to find the inspector Luongo had in his pocket to see if Luongo has made contact with him. Then we can surveil Huff.”
“You’ll have to find Wacker before you can talk to him,” Russ said. “He could be fearing payback from Luongo for testifying against him and is long gone.”
“Then I need you to look up Wacker’s DMV record to find his address and give me a good place to start.” Ryan set his jaw and stared at his brother.
“No need to blow a gasket,” Russ said. “Stop by the office on the way out of town, and we’ll see what we can see.”
“Well good, then.” Ryan relaxed back in his chair. “That should save me some time, and I can get to Huff’s place sooner.”
“I’ll call Huff’s wife,” Kinsley said. “Hopefully she has the same phone number as the one I have in my file.”
“You have a good possibility of that,” Russ said. “With most people only using mobile phones these days, they don’t change numbers like they used to. Makes it easier to track people down when you need to talk to them.”
“Then we should finish up here so you can do that and the guys can go to Portland,” Dev said.
Kinsley looked at Russ. “You’re already doing so much for us, but I need to ask if you can do one more thing.”
He raised an eyebrow. “And that is?”
She explained about the DNA and fingerprints. “So you see, only law enforcement is privy to this information, and if we want to learn about the drone operator, you’ll have to open an official investigation to authorize them to access the databases.”
