“Them.” She gasped and sat up, her gaze locking on David’s. “That’s what I’ve been trying to remember. My family wasn’t attacked by one man. Two men killed my sister and parents.”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
The confirmation of what David had suspected made his heart ache. “Two men,” he said. “Can you remember what they looked like, Emma?” Two men attacked his woman and killed her family. David looked forward to the day he caught up with them.
A sigh. “I remember baseball hats, sunglasses, and beach-themed t-shirts on the men trailing us around the festival. They were dressed like everyone else. But I only remember dark clothes on the killers during the attack. Maybe I’m wrong.”
Jon stirred. “Don’t second guess yourself. In our line of work, we don’t believe in coincidences. Two men trailed you and your sister through the festival. Later at your beach house, two men attacked you and your family. Chances are good it’s the same two men.”
“Had any luck locating traffic or security cam footage for the day of the murders?” David asked. If Jon located an image, David stood a better chance of identifying the men responsible for killing the Tuckers and hurting Emma.
“Sorry, David. It’s been too long.”
That’s what he’d figured. David turned to Emma. “Wasn’t Anne active on social media?”
She rolled her eyes. “Very. Why?”
“If you give Jon access to Anne’s accounts, he might find images from her social media pages.”
“I should have thought of that sooner.” Emma gave Jon the login information and a list of social media sites Anne frequented. “She uploaded pictures while we walked to the beach house. Most were of the beach and items for sale in the booths.”
“It’s a place to start.” Jon ended the rain sounds. “You’ve had enough for now, Emma. We can try again later.” He stood and patted Emma’s shoulder. “Take a break. You’ll remember more soon.” With that, he left the room.
“Emma,” Eli said.
She jumped and glanced behind her at other members of Wolf Pack leaning against the wall. “I didn’t realize you were in the room.”
Jackson winked at her. “That’s what happens when you’re distracted by David.”
“Are you ready to talk to my friend about your knitting supplies?” Eli asked.
Emma nodded. “I only have cash on me. Will that be a problem?”
David tapped her nose gently. “I’ll take care of the bill.”
“Thank you, sweetheart.”
That sweet name made his heart turn over in his chest. Man, he’d missed hearing Emma call him that name. He glanced at Wolf Pack’s leader and nodded.
Eli grabbed his phone and made a call, tapping the speaker button.
A moment later, a woman answered. “The Bare Ewe. This is Madison.”
“Hello, sugar. This is Eli Wolfe.”
Madison laughed. “Don’t let my husband hear you call me that. He’s liable to take a swing at you the next time you’re in town. How are you, Eli?”
“As handsome as ever.”
“And as humble,” she teased. “How’s your family?”
“My girls are fantastic. Brenna sends her greetings.”
“I’ll have to call her. I haven’t talked to her in months. Now, I know you didn’t call to shoot the breeze with me or flirt. So, what can I do for you?”
“I have a principal who needs knitting supplies. Can you help her out?”
“Absolutely.”