Page 46 of Love Above Law

I sit like this at the table for a couple more hours until the sun has set, and the city lights become the backdrop outside the office windows. Dean left over an hour ago needing to get home to his family and Kurt followed suit thirty minutes later.

I rub my tired eyes as I start to look back over all the evidence again. Something is not adding up. There must be some connection. Picking up the papers, I shuffle through the pages still taking in the similarities of all four woman.

What is it about them?

It's right there, but what is it.

What is the common denominator possibly linking all of them to Hugo?

"Hey, man. Go home. We can dive back into it in the morning," Kai hovers waiting for my response.

Momentarily I catch a glimpse of my woman's face on the pages staring back at me and I blink a few times. Squeezing my eyes shut I open them again and focus. Why would he only be killing woman who look alike? Tan skin, brown hair, green eyes, curvy, and young.

Suddenly Leyna's beautiful face comes to mind again.

I drop the papers to the table but don't take my eyes off the victims. The more I stare at them the more they look like my woman. I feel my heart rate pick up. My mind flashes back to when Santino took Leyna and was holding her in his home. The home Hugo lived in as well. Could it be he's killing woman who look like Leyna? I playback the similarities again.

My stomach clenches.

Instinct tells me my observation isn't wrong. My gut says I'm right. I jackknife out of my seat with such force the chair slams into the wall behind me.

"Lex? I know that look man. What's in that head of yours?" Kai looks from me to the papers spread out on the table.

My mouth goes dry.

Digging my phone from my pocket, I tap the screen calling Leyna's phone. It rings until her voicemail picks up and her sweet voice fills my ear. My eyes lift to the time on the wall. Leyna should be at work right now, so maybe she doesn't hear her phone. Swiping my screen, I pull up the number for Rumors—Dare's direct line. The whole time, Kai is trying to figure out my behavior.

"Talk to me," Dare answers.

"Dare, it's Lex. I can't reach Leyna. I need to speak with her," I tell him with urgency in my voice.

"She's not here. She and Dana never showed up. They were on schedule to start a couple of hours ago. I haven't been able to reach either of them?"

My heart sinks to the floor. My grip tightens around my phone.

"Dammit, Lex. What the hell is going on?" Kai stresses.

Hanging up on Dare, I turn to Kai. "She's not answering her phone. She and Dana never made it to work."

"Okay, listen we'll make some calls. They could have broken down or something."

"No, Kai," my voice rises. "Something's not right." I quickly make my way out of the conference room heading for the elevator with Kai on my heels. "The reason I kept feeling I'd seen those women before—the reason they all look so familiar to me is—" we step on the elevator riding it down to the garage. "They look like Leyna, Kai. Every one of them." I plant the seed in his brain to process. The moment the puzzle pieces click together his eyes land on mine and I nod. "He's after my woman." The elevator opens. Kai sprints across the parking lot following me to my car.

"I'm coming with you," he opens the passenger side getting in.

Firing up the engine, I shift down putting the car in reverse. Spinning my tires, I fly out of there speeding toward the apartment hoping I'm wrong. The twenty-minute drive to our home feels like the longest of my life. I hear Kai next to me on the phone with Kurt telling him about my suspicions. Slamming the breaks, I leave my car parked on the sidewalk at the front entrance of the building.

Running through the lobby, I blow pass a younger man getting off the elevator and punch the number to my floor.

"Kurt called it in and has the local police on their way to the club. I gave Dare a heads up as well on what is going on. He's gathering whatever information the police might need—Dana's phone number, her address, tag number on her car," Kai paces the small space, and I look at him. "I told you he doesn't play around with his employees."

As if in slow motion the doors slide open. Sprinting down the hallway, I reach our apartment door and fumble with the keys in my hand until the lock clicks and I swing the door open. "Leyna?" I call out, heading straight to the bedroom. I search the entire apartment finding no signs of her. In a panic, I fist my hair. "Fuck!" I roar at the top of my lungs feeling the burn in the back of my throat. In an instant I blank. I have no idea what to do next.

"Give me your keys," Kai holds out his hand which I stare at. "Snap out of it," he snatches them from my grasp. "Let's get over to Rumors and see what we can find out."

Refocusing, we find ourselves outside once more in my car rushing toward the club, which happens to be a few blocks over. By the time we pull up, police are already on scene. Flashing blue lights flicker, bouncing off the brick building outside. Kai pulls my car alongside one of them, and we rush out. The bouncer at the door quickly lets us pass. Business is as usual when we step through the door. My eyes scan up toward Dare's office on the second floor. Through the large window overlooking his club, I notice him talking with two uniformed officers and standing beside them is Kurt.

Weaving through the crowd on the floor we climb the stairs. Putting manners aside I don't bother knocking on the door before entering Dare's office "What do we know?" I demand.