Page 71 of Fatal Betrayal

"I realize you're all more used to this than I am, but someone tried to kill her. We're all agreed on that, right?"

"Not just her—you, too," Flynn said. "That's why you're both here."

"I'm not going to stay here and hide," Andi said. "I have work to do. I won't drop this case. Then they would win. They'd get me out of the way, which is exactly what they want."

"You're not dropping the case, but you're going to need to stay here tonight while we regroup," Flynn replied.

"I'll be safe at the office. At least there I'll have more resources."

"There's an office here that's set up with everything we have downtown," Savannah said. "It's just down the hall."

"And here you won't be making the rest of the team a target," Flynn added.

Andi had been about to protest before Flynn's latest argument. Now she gave a resigned sigh. "All right. I'll stay put for tonight. But I'm not making any promises about tomorrow." She paused, looking at her watch. "It's after six. I was going to go to the Fourth Street gym. Tyler, the employee who drove Flores's car last night, is supposed to be working tonight."

"I'll check that out," Flynn said. "I'm bringing everyone in to work on this case, Andi. Whatever you need."

"Thank you."

The doorbell rang, and Flynn got up. "That's Caitlyn," he said. "She's bringing supplies."

A moment later, a dark-haired woman entered the room with two large bags of groceries, while Flynn carried a duffel bag.

"Groceries," the woman said. She gave Cooper a smile. "I'm Caitlyn."

"Cooper."

"I know."

"And there are some basic clothes in here," Flynn added, pointing to the duffel bag that he set on the floor by the coffee table. "That should hold you both until tomorrow. Hopefully, this won't have to last longer than that."

"It won't last longer than that," Andi said emphatically. "Elisa is still missing and someone going after me should not slow the investigation down. I can take care of myself."

"Well, you're not by yourself. You have a team behind you," Flynn said.

"I'll put these bags in the kitchen," Caitlyn said.

"I'll help." He grabbed one of the bags out of her arms and followed her down the hall to the kitchen. As they unpacked the bags, he realized Caitlyn had brought the basics, eggs, milk, bread, butter, coffee as well as fruit, steaks, frozen pizza, salad fixings, dessert, and two bottles of wine, one white and one red. "You did good," he said approvingly.

She smiled. "I've had to put some time in at a safe house. I know what's important."

"How long was your stay?"

"A couple of days."

"Do you think we'll be here that long?"

"I hope not. But all you can do is take it one step at a time. There's a first aid kit in the master bathroom. You look like you might have some scrapes that haven't been looked at.

"I'm okay."

"Make sure you put some antibiotic ointment on those cuts."

"Will do."

When they returned to the living room, Savannah, Andi, and Flynn were standing by the front door. As soon as the agents left the house, Andi turned two deadbolts and pushed a button to set the alarm.

"Looks like we're all tucked in," he said. Andi stared back at him with brown eyes that were still a little too dazed and a face that was far too pale. "Are you really okay?"

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