Luca:I haven’t checked his accounts. Don’t have the info. I can get it if needed.
Becs didn’t respond since he hadn’t asked a question, and she’d learned that he wasn’t much for small talk. One time, she’d messaged back with a thank you after he answered her question, and she saw him shake his head. She’d done it to be polite and to ensure JJ knew she’d gotten his message since JJ was technically her boss. If Becs had known Luca would think she was an idiot, she would’ve kept silent.
Needless to say, she’d learned her lesson.
She continued to scan the map, clickingtransitto see the subway lines. She started at the southernmost tip and began moving north. The financial district, Tribeca…
“If I ever go, I’d want to see the memorial site.”
Holly was the one who mentioned the 9/11 Memorial when they’d been talking about places they wanted to visit. Becs wasn’t sure what had gotten them on the subject, but she recalled it had been her, Holly, Decker, and Darius. Holly said she wanted to go to Las Vegas, and Becs had mentioned always wanting to visit New York City. Holly brought up the memorial. Luca had firmly stated he had no desire to visit a big city, and Darius had said that Hawaii was more his thing.
“It’s definitely worth seeing,” Decker said.
Holly’s eyes widened. “You’ve been?”
“Yeah. I’ve got a…” He glanced down and away before finishing with, “A friend who lives in Chelsea.”
“Do you visit them much?” Becs asked.
“No. Only once.” He wouldn’t meet her gaze as he shifted the topic and looked at Holly. “I took the subway to the memorial. It’ll take your breath away, that’s for sure.”
Becs grabbed her phone and pulled up Brantley’s number to send him a text.
I doubt it means anything, but I recalled a convo with Decker. He mentioned having a friend who lives in Chelsea.
His response came quickly.
Any chance he gave you a name?
Unfortunately, no. Like I said, I’m sure it’s nothing, but he seemed kinda … off when he mentioned them.
Guy? Girl?
He didn’t say.
Feel free to research and see if you can find something. Let us know if you do.
OK.
Becs set her phone on the desk and looked at the computer at the same time it dinged with a notification from the messenger app.
JJ:Good question on the accounts, Becs. I’ll follow up with Z. I asked him for the information yesterday. If he doesn’t have it, I’ll bypass him.
Becs:Let me know if you need me to run with it. I’m happy to.
She leaned back and stared at the computer. Most of her job entailed a lot of back and forth, digging deeper into each layer they uncovered until something made sense. Unfortunately, in this particular case, whenever something started to, it went in an entirely different direction.
With a sigh, she looked at the clock. It was a little after five, so she should probably call Kaye and check in to see how Carly was doing. Before she picked up her phone, she remembered New York was an hour ahead, meaning it was only a little after four in Texas. She would give it some time before she called so she could talk to Carly when she was ready for bed.
Until then, she would do a little research on what was in Chelsea.
***
“You’re welcome to sleep here,” Slade offeredas Evan stood near the door.
Evan had come to Slade’s hotel room, hoping he could convince them to let him sleep on the sofa. Turned out Atticus was sleeping there since the room didn’t have two beds. For a brief moment, he considered sleeping on the floor but changed his mind as soon as the thought formed. If he did, he would likely be in a world of hurt tomorrow. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d crashed on anyone’s floor. College, maybe.
“I’d offer to trade,” Atticus said, looking up from his phone. “But I don’t wanna weird Becs out. She’s cool and all, but I don’t really know her.” Atticus’s gaze swung to Slade, and he grinned. “Then again, you’re the one who’s got the hots for her. Maybe you wanna give it a shot.”
