Page 56 of Raging Inferno

“Why did you insist on driving this morning?”

Presley glanced at him while she buckled her belt. “I found a tracking device on your vehicle.”

“Are you serious?”

“I’m afraid so. That means your house is compromised. We can’t stay there.”

“I can get us a hotel room.”

“My office is on it. We’ll stop by your place now to pack. I have to warn you; someone knows I’m staying there. They might stage an ambush by the front gate.”

“You’re kidding.”

“Wish I was. The windows are bulletproof, but the tires aren’t. It could get dicey.”

“Is this normal for you? Tracking devices and snipers and ambushes?”

“Pretty much.”

“Wow. You’re a female James Bond . . . or Wonder Woman.”

Presley chuckled as she shifted the Escalade into gear. “Not hardly, but I’d love to have her royal tiara and magical bracelets. I’d settle for the Lasso of Truth and invisible jet.”

Dominic smiled, showcasing those devastating dimples. She sighed and focused on the drive back to his home. They entered through the gate with no issues.

“One down,” Dominic drawled. “Now we have to get out of here without getting shot.”

Presley couldn’t tell if he was being facetious or not. She parked next to the house. While he packed, she headed to the room she’d been using to gather her things. She hadn’t bothered to unpack, so she was done quickly. Then she called Tyler back.

“Hey, Presley, how’s it going?” Tyler greeted.

“I found a tracking device, but no additional issues, so that’s something.”

“I have a couple of things to tell you. First, the tests on the fluid samples from the medical examiner came back negative.”

“You’re kidding.”

“No. Margy Binder had anemia. Mr. Babcock had dangerously high cholesterol but no illegal substances in any of their systems.”

That was frustrating. She’d been sure they had to have been drugged.

“You trust the lab that was used?”

“As much as I trust anyone.”

That was good enough for her.

“Also, I have more information on Bill Fitzgerald. He’s been arrested dozens of times for a wide range of offenses, from grand theft auto to dealing to assault and battery. He’s been living in Green Bay, Wisconsin, for a few years, but his crime spree started about a hundred miles northwest.”

Dread settled in the pit of her stomach. “Don’t tell me. Wausau.” The city she worked in as a detective.

“Right in one.”

Her hunch had been correct. The person after her was her old boss, Ed Smith.

Chapter Thirteen

After asking Tyler to locate Ed Smith’s whereabouts, Presley was transferred to her bosses. They were sending Kayne Serruto to assist since she was the apparent target. She’d forwarded a list of equipment she needed earlier, and Kayne would bring them with him when he arrived, including a Kevlar vest for Dominic. It hadn’t occurred to her to add extra supplies to her SUV before she left the compound. The current scenario had never crossed her mind. Neither had running into Dominic Bianchi.

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