“Why’s that?”
“First off, she’s been havin’ an affair with this guy,” he rattled, his tone insisting Reese was an idiot. “Husband said she’s been trying to end it, wanted to make the marriage work.”
“He said that when he reported her missing?”
The detective looked sheepish again. “The anonymous caller informed us.”
“An anonymous caller who seems to know that little detail that wasn’t supplied by the husband?” Reese frowned. “And you didn’t think to get their name?”
“Ah-non-ymous,” Weatherby repeated slowly. “What part don’t you get?”
“Sounds to me like it’s got some merit.” Reese watched as an officer pulled the cushions off the couch, tossed them haphazardly on the floor. “I know for a fact you can’t use an anonymous tip as the basis for a warrant.”
Another sheepish look passed over the man’s face.
“Mind if I see the warrant?” Reese asked, holding the detective’s stare.
Weatherby pulled open his suit jacket, snagged a folded sheet of paper from the inside pocket, slapped it in Reese’s direction.
He unfolded it, skimmed the page. “You talk to the husband?”
“Yes. I called him directly, asked him to come down to the station when he has time so we can get more information.”
“And you said he’s a senator?”
“That’s right.”
That certainly explained the precedence and expediency.
“And you think she came here?” Reese peered around again, looking for any signs a woman had been in the space.
“Not confirmed at this time. But I think Magnus Storme played a part in her disappearance.”
“Youthink? That good of a tip, huh?” Reese glanced toward the kitchen when he heard someone rummaging through pots and pans.
“It holds water.”
“An anonymous tip holds water?”
Weatherby stared at him, which told Reese everything he needed to know.
It wasn’t that he was knocking the detective or his methods. Reese understood the need to work every lead, regardless of how credible. What he didn’t understand was taking someone into custody before there was any proof of involvement. No way did they have credible proof in that short of a time. The only reason they’d gotten a warrant had been the fact the man had influence as a government official.
“What’s her relationship to Magnus?” Reese prompted.
“They’ve been having an affair.”
“For how long?”
“A few months.”
“This you also learned from the anonymous tip?”
Weatherby didn’t respond, but his eyes narrowed again.
Now Reese would admit, he didn’t know everything going on with his friends since he’d been in Dallas for months. He didn’t have the first clue what the team had been up to recently, much less Tesha’s trainer. However, except for the day he’d met the man, right here at the camp, Reese had never seen Magnus with a woman. Not that it wasn’t possible that Magnus was seeing one. He was admittedly bisexual.
“Was it serious?” he asked the detective.
