Page 87 of One More Chance

“Almost got blown up, but we’re all right. Sifting through evidence now.”

“I’ll want the whole story later. Specifically, why Jax let you get into a situation like that in the first place.”

Lether? That was an interesting way to put it. “Maybe it was my idea.”

“I know it was your idea. That’s not the point.”

Kenna rolled her eyes because Ramon wouldn’t be able to see it. “I have work to do.”

“Apparently, so do I.” Ramon hung up.

She lowered the phone and emailed the law office of Hann, Anthony, and Associates. If anyone would know the address of this silo, it was likely the person who had designed it—whose company had probably been involved with building the place.

A screen on the wall flickered to life. Melissa said, “There’s your silo.”

Kenna turned to the technician. “Please tell me that hard drive says where it is.”

Chapter Twenty-Four

“It might,” Melissa said. “But I’m still working on putting it all together.”

“I want to know as soon as you do. We need a location and whatever else is on there,” Jax said, sounding very much like the boss of the office.

Kenna slid off the stool so she could pace out the waiting, ignoring how her head hurt. “I should call Maizie.”

Jax held up his hands. “Hold on. Let the bureau do this.”

She couldn’t really argue with that, even though she wanted to. What if Maizie could get the information faster? “I’ll get Ramon and Bruce there to scout out the locations we know, places that coincide with what Terri Fleming told us about land with nothing on it and areas owned by the company who commissioned the drawing. If they can get us intel, we’ll have a better idea of what we’re walking into.”

“What if you get the FBI a better idea of whatwe’rewalking into?” His expression remained impassive, but if he felt as if he needed to take care of this rather than Kenna going in…

“I’m not going to argue with you about doing your job. Justice happens either way, but sure. Your way means it’s official.” In a way that no judge could argue with. FBIagents would log evidence and concern themselves with correct procedure. Otherwise, there was a chance that a criminal could walk free. “Why would I argue with that?”

If Buzard had been kidnapping people for years, doing research. Experimenting on innocent folks…

She had to stop him. Doing it on her own was far different than accepting that there was a better way. But how could the FBI move in until they had a location to move on and proof that the doctor was there? He or some of the missing people. “Bruce and Ramon can take a look.”

Jax kissed her quickly. “Waiting until the analysts and techs here are done isn’t a bad thing. We rest up. We move when there’s a warrant in hand.”

She nodded, watching him stride out of the room. She grabbed her phone from the tabletop and thumbed through to call Bruce.

He answered before the first ring even finished. “You’re on speaker with me and Ramon.”

“Anything new?” She turned to Melissa and her screens, scanning the images for a location, but it looked like more schematics. Plans for ventilation and invoices for steel.

Ramon said, “Maizie has been asking the lawyers to get info from Terri Fleming, but they aren’t responding to our requests.”

“I wondered if they were hiding something. I guess this is it.”

“You think they’re withDominatus?” Bruce asked.

Kenna scrunched up her nose, but that only reminded her that her head hurt. “I didn’t, and you know them better than I do. I thought they were with the resistance, but maybe their allegiances are a little more dubious.”

“Want us to go ask?” Ramon suggested. “We can find out what they know.”

“I’m sure you could.” She tried not to smile. “But we need to know where the silo is more than we need to chasethose lawyers. Get addresses from Maizie for the properties the corporation owns and then head there and do some recon.”

“You got it, boss.” Bruce sounded energized now. “We’ll go scout it out.”

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