Page 101 of Montana Manhunt

“Since Dana was gone, they didn’t have to worry about her punishing them for breaking their silence after all these years,” Rayne pointed out.

“Besides the police, who else would have had access to the case details?” Violet asked.

“The lawyers,” Grant said. “Family members on both sides.”

“Ask Zane to hack into the police files. We can make a list of people to question as we read the files.”

Noah pulled out his phone.

A moment later, Zane’s voice came through the phone’s speaker. “Yeah, Murphy.”

“It’s Noah. You’re on speaker with my team. I need a favor.”

“Name it.”

“Hack into the Laramie police files for a case involving a rape accusation against Bradley Melton by Dana Farraday.”

“Nothing I like better than to slip into official files I’m not supposed to have access to. You just made my day brighter.”

He chuckled. “Glad I could help.”

“Violet?”

Her stomach clenched. “Yes?”

“How are you holding up?”

How did she answer his question without lying or causing her friends to worry about her more? “I want Cami’s killer, Z.”

He was silent a moment. “I understand. Noah, the rest of your teams were deployed again.”

“Where did Maddox send them this time?” Noah asked.

“Brazil. It’s a protection detail. They should return by the time you and the others are back in Nashville. I’m sorry, Violet. Seth and the others were unhappy about it, but Maddox had no other teams available. Durango was supposed to take the Brazil assignment but couldn’t because of a delay in their current assignment.”

“I understand.” Violet knew how short-handed Maddox was. That was the reason he constantly recruited new teams. Fortress Security’s black ops teams were in high demand worldwide. Even though she was disappointed to not have Teagan and the others here, someone could be hurt or die if Echo and Artemis refused to go on a mission. Besides, Maddox took a dim view of his teams refusing assignments when the missions were life ordeath. Zane’s vague description put the mission into the critical category.

“When is your sister’s funeral?”

“The day after tomorrow. I’d planned to pack up Cami’s apartment tomorrow, but that’s unnecessary now.”

“The bomb?”

“Someone broke into her apartment and destroyed almost everything before we showed up. The bomb took care of the rest.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“So am I. At least I have her journals and the photos she had on her walls. We packed those before we discovered the bomb.”

“Huh. Have you read the journals yet?”

“No time.”

“Maybe you’ll find a clue to the identity of the killer.”

“Perhaps.” No guarantees, though.

“Can I do anything for you, Violet?”

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