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“Yes,” Morales said.
“Why would he stamp it on cargo?”
No one answered.
Calle looked toward Thomas.
He sat beneath the patio with Elanore and Nathan beside him. The commander had ended his formal interview after twenty minutes because Thomas was visibly exhausted.
He had revealed enough for one night.
Jonathan Sinclair worked for Elias Ross before secretly gathering evidence against August. Three years ago, he asked James to help him expose Blackwater.
Jonathan disappeared before he could deliver that evidence.
Five weeks later, James Sinclair died.
Now we knew where Jonathan had been for those missing weeks.
We still didn’t know who shot him.
Keating took the tablet from Calle.
“We’ll let the lab examine the symbol.”
“What happens to Jonathan?” Elanore asked.
“His remains will be transported to the medical examiner’s office in Honolulu,” Agent Morales answered. “We’ll request dental records and a DNA comparison before making a positive identification.”
“A comparison with whom?”
“With one of your daughters, if you consent.”
Elanore’s hand tightened around Nathan’s.
“I consent.”
Morales’s expression softened.
“An agent will explain the process tomorrow. You don’t need to decide anything tonight.”
“It sounds like I already did.”
Commander Keating closed the tablet case.
“We’ve done enough for now.”
“Someone broke into Blackwater,” Calle said. “How can that be enough?”
“It isn’t enough for us. It’s enough for you and your family tonight.”
I expected her to argue.
She surprised me by nodding.
“What do you need us to do?”
“Remain at the house. Lieutenant Harper and three officers will stay on the property. A patrol boat will maintain position offshore.”
