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I meet his gaze with a scowl. “Meaning?”

“Well,” he says, sitting across from me at the table. “We’ve still got the motorcycle shop but we’ve also got a P.I. business. Everyone’s gotta help out. Besides, doing something might make the time pass by a little quicker until Streak can look into Bobby.”

“Uh, I don’t know.”

He slaps the file down in front of me. “Why don’t you check this case out and see what you think?”

“What’s it about?” I ask, opening the folder, and he reaches across the table to tap the first page.

“Read it and find out.”

Without another word, I start reading over the top page. I don’t really want to be doing this but he’s right; it’s better than sitting here obsessing over something I can’t do anything about right now. When I’m finished reading the top page, I sigh and lean back. The case is about a girl who went missing three weeks ago and the police have absolutely no leads. Shaking my head, I lean forward and read through it again.

Veronica Pope. Twenty-one-year-old student at LSU. She was reported missing three weeks ago by her best friend, Rachel Van, after she missed three days of classes and work. Police canvased her apartment and besides the door being ajar, nothing seemed to be out of place. The working theory is that someone followed her home and abducted her as she was trying to get into the safety of her apartment. As of now, no contact has been made with her kidnappers and police have exhausted all leads.

Leaning back in my chair, I rub my hand over my face and close my eyes. Of course, Blaze has to give me a case that will remind me of everything I’m missing right now because he knew, no matter how hard I tried, I wouldn’t be able to forget. Guilt floods me. These guys really are doing everything they can to help me find Kady. I’m just too damn anxious to appreciate it at the moment.

“You busy?” Streak calls from behind me and I look back at him, shaking my head when I find him looking at me.

“Not really.”

“Come on up, then. I’ve got stuff to show you.”

My heart hammers in my chest as I gather the papers up and slip them back into the folder before grabbing it and practically sprinting up the stairs.

Please tell me I’ll finally have some damn answers.

When I reach Streak’s room, he motions for me to sit and the stoic expression on his face makes my stomach drop like a stone. As I sink into the chair, I set the folder down and rub my hand over my jeans as my leg bounces uncontrollably.

“What did you find?”

He sighs. “I’m afraid nothing that will help you.”

“Tell me anyway.”

“Okay, well, as you know, Bobby was a member of the club and when Blaze started making changes, he put some distance between himself and us. Blaze assumed he was unhappy with the new direction things were going and I can’t find anything to dispute that. He didn’t have much in terms of money. In fact, at the time of his death, he had all of seventy-two dollars to his name.”

I shake my head. “Naw, he had more than that but it would have been in cash.”

“Shit. Yeah, that makes sense. He did have a small cabin out in a more secluded area. Actually, it’s not all that far from Kodiak’s place.”

I nod even though I have no idea where that is. He glances at me and scoffs, shaking his head.

“Right. It’s in Monticello, not far from here either.” He scribbles an address for me and slides it across the desk. I grab it and slip it into my pocket.

“What happened to it when he died?”

He turns to the computer. “Looks like he left everything he owned to someone named Hannah Colby.”

Bingo.

“She’s twenty-seven and works at a vet clinic in Monticello called Monticello Veterinary Clinic.”

“What’s the address of that place?”

He turns to me with a raised brow. “Why? You gonna go talk to her?”

“Yeah, something like that. She’s been Kady’s best friend since they were three.”