Because there was no easy way to broach the subject, he decided to jump right in.“You’ve had a conversation with Simon Jennings recently?”
There was a brief pause before Travis said, “I have.”
“He gave you details of the podcast he wants to do?”
“He did.”
“And you’re okay with it?”
“Why’re you asking?”
“Simon came to us,” he said quickly.“Lookin’ for more information.”
“On what?”
“Our investigation.”
“Into?”
Brantley hated this conversation already, and they hadn’t gotten to the difficult part yet.
“I don’t have time for this, Brantley.Spit it out.”
“Fine,” he huffed.“Simon’s lookin’ for the task force to help him nail down the truth about Meredith Prescott’s disappearance.”
“And?”
“Do you have a problem with that?”
“With what?You and Reese helpin’ him?”
“Yeah.”
“No.”
Brantley waited for him to elaborate.He didn’t.
“No?”
“Did you not hear me the first time?”
Brantley ignored Travis’s frustration.“Did he happen to lay out the conspiracy?”
“Conspiracy?No.He mentioned Kylie’s mother was the sole witness to a mob hit.”
“And you don’t have a problem with him diggin’ into this?”
“Why would I?”
“Well, for starters, you’ll likely end up on Max Adorite’s bad side.”
“Provided Simon ferrets out the truth, then so be it.”
Brantley knew what would happen if he explained the hell that could potentially rain down on them if they ended up on the wrong side of a mob boss, so he left it at that.
“Are you plannin’ on helpin’ him out?”
“Yes,” Brantley answered honestly.“There are a lot of missing pieces at the moment, but we intend to get them nailed down so we can see what direction we’re headed.”
