“The security?” Reese noted. “I assume you hacked it.”
JJ smiled. “You know me so well. I saw nothing out of the ordinary, and there’ve been no glitches in the software. I’d bet money he’s not off taking a vacation.” When they continued to stare at her, JJ continued. “What I did find that was interesting was the money he’s been squirreling away for a while. Hawkins has an offshore account that he’s funneling money to through his investment firm.”
“How much are we talkin’ about?”
“Roughly twenty million.” She glanced between them. “Money his wife clearly doesn’t know about.”
“But perhaps she suspects,” Reese mused.
“Which speaks to motive,” Evan stated. “If he’s hiding that, what else is he hiding?”
“He’s also payin’ for his mistress’s apartment, and let me tell you, her digs ain’t cheap.”
“Wife claims an open relationship.”
“My ass.” JJ set her laptop down, tapped a few keys. “I checked her out on social media, and nothin’ in her posts indicates they’re anything more than a happy, loving couple. However…” She paused for dramatic effect. “Somethin’ else interesting. Her search history. Plus I was able to uncover a few of her messages as well as a couple of emails.”
“I’m assuming you’ve got a warrant for that?” Evan asked, frowning as his gaze darted between them.
“Immunity and means,” JJ declared, despite the fact their immunity and means had been revoked when the governor shut down the task force. “Our goal is to find him, not prosecute. However, if it does lead us to somethin’, I assure you, we’ll have all the backup we need.”
At least, she hoped that was the case. Truth was, JJ didn’t worry too much about the legal repercussions when their main focus was on finding a missing person. Her objective was to locate them before the search and rescue became a search and recovery. One day, that would probably bite her in the ass.
When the door opened, all eyes turned to see Baz strolling in.
He scanned the space, his expression shifting from somber to worried. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” she said quickly. “Honestly. Did y’all find anything?”
Baz raised his hand to show an evidence bag that held…
“Is that the vic’s cell phone?”
“Acell phone,” Baz answered. “Found it in his car.” He glanced at Reese. “Aside from that, we found nothing else that might help us.”
“Where’s Allison?” JJ inquired, curious to know how the woman had done out there today.
“She headed out.”
Oh, crap. Baz did not sound impressed by that.
“Did she say why?” Reese asked.
And no, Reese didn’t sound impressed either.
“Said she had some things to take care of.”
Reese’s expression went blank, and JJ could tell he was pissed. She understood the feeling. They were looking for a missing person. One whose very life could depend on when they found him. The more eyes the better, and Allison decided to take a hiatus?
Reese nodded to the cell phone, met JJ’s gaze. “See what you can find on that. And pass over whatever information you’ve dug up to Evan. Let him have a look at it.”
“Did Charlie get anything from Mrs. Wright?” JJ inquired as she headed for the stairs.
“She was a no-show, and we need to find her.” Reese’s gaze shot to the desk on the far side of the room. “Luca, see if you can trace her steps for the past forty-eight hours. She’s somewhere.”
“On it.”
JJ went right to work, plugging the burner phone into the fancy equipment they’d gotten from Sniper 1 Security. It wasn’t magic by any means, but it did allow them to search the history of the phone faster than if JJ had to hack into it.
