Page 65 of Montana Manhunt

Zane growled. “Let me guess. She was stabbed to death?”

“You got it.”

“That can’t be a coincidence.”

“Nope.”

“Anything else I can help with?”

“I’ll let you know if something pops up we can’t handle.”

“Be careful, my friend. Sounds like you’re stirring up trouble.”

He snorted. “I excel at that.”

“Maddox wants an update. Call him.”

“Copy that.” He ended the call and glanced over his shoulder. Violet was watching him. Not what he wanted. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“Zane?”

He nodded. “Bradley Melton was digging into my background.”

Violet sat up, shoved the blanket off, and swung her feet to the floor. “Bet he’s frustrated.”

“We’ll find out tomorrow when we pay him another visit.”

“Bradley won’t be happy to see us.”

“Don’t care. I want to know what he has to say about the rape charges and Dana Farraday’s death.”

“Same. Did Zane say anything else?”

“Call the boss.”

She grimaced. “Better not keep him waiting.”

Violet had a point. Brent Maddox expected his orders to be carried out immediately unless an operative had a stellar reason for the delay.

Unwilling to anger the man who signed his paychecks, Noah placed the call.

Maddox answered after the first ring. “Yeah, Maddox.”

“It’s Noah.”

“Sit rep.”

He updated his boss on the developments since his last check in. “We’ll return to Morrison after midnight to search Camilla’s apartment.”

“What are you looking for?”

Noah eyed Violet, whose gaze was fixed on him. “Hoping to find something that will point us to the killer. Camilla knew or suspected something, and someone killed her to keep her quiet.”

“Think the police would have missed it?”

“I don’t have a lot of faith in the Morrison PD.”

“Since they put a tail on you, it looks like local law enforcement suspects you’re meddling in their case. If they catch you in the sister’s apartment, you can expect to spend a long time in the station interrogation room.”

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