“Except someone is targeting us, and now he’s gone after Allison.”
“Assuming it’s the same person.” Sawyer cradled the mug between his palms. “With Simone’s ex-boyfriend in the area, I wonder if he might be responsible for the scare at the restaurant.”
Jesse nodded. “Zane is working on the photo he captured of the vehicle and driver. However, the picture is poor quality.”
“Doesn’t have to be crystal clear, just enough to identify him.”
“And if it was Trevor?” Simone asked. “What then? He’s out there somewhere, waiting to get back at me for his prison time.”
“I’ll find him, Simone,” Jesse said.
“We’ll find him,” Sawyer corrected him. “You’re not alone in this now.”
“I appreciate the help.”
His friend inclined his head. “So, you going to tell the lady assassins outside that I’m a friendly so I don’t have a knife in my gut when I least expect it?”
“Good idea.” Jesse slid out his phone and sent a text to Iona.
Simone’s eyebrows rose. “They wouldn’t do that, would they?”
“In a heartbeat.” Sawyer shook his head. “Those women are as tough as anyone I’ve ever met or worked with. If they believed I posed a danger to you or Jesse, they’d slip in here and cut my throat before I knew I was being stalked.”
She stared. “You’re serious.”
“Very.”
“Wow.”
Jesse’s phone signaled an incoming text. He glanced at the screen and snorted. “Iona said the only reason they didn’t follow you inside was because Tegan thought she recognized you and you owe her dinner. She expects you to pay up soon.”
Sawyer laughed. “Pass the word to Tegan that I haven’t forgotten. I’m making plans.”
Well, now, this was interesting. “Why don’t I know about this?”
“Contrary to your own belief, you don’t know everything, Jesse.”
He rested a hand over his heart. “I’m shocked. Hasn’t Brody told you repeatedly that I know all and see all?”
His friend rolled his eyes. “Dream on. Our team leader can’t pull the wool over my eyes like that.”
“Are you going to tell the class why you owe Tegan dinner?”
“None of your business.”
Jesse pointed at him. “That’s a challenge. I accept.”
“Waste of time.” Sawyer turned to Simone. “Who do you think is writing the program we’re hunting?”
“I thought it was Allison. Now, I’m not so sure.”
“Why?”
“Although Allison is good at her job, she doesn’t stand out in the field and never has. Yes, she worked for high-powered tech companies but she didn’t make a name for herself. Every job she landed was because she knew someone in the company, not because she was exceptional at her job. I can’t find a reason for her to snag the attention of Griffin Daley or the human resources department at Dragon Alley. Based on credentials alone, she shouldn’t be making as much in salary as she is.”
“Who’s your top candidate for the programmer?”
“Beckett Francen, Allison’s boyfriend. Unlike Allison, Beckett is brilliant and has raked in accolades in the tech field since he was in high school. He’s gotten better each year.” Simone frowned. “I like Beckett. He seems like a good guy.”