Page 86 of Bliss with a Billionaire
Julia clicked around on the computer to select the other traffic camera feed. “Wow, that is really tiny.”
“I know. There’s no better angle,” Alex said, never looking up from his computer as his fingers clacked.
Julia played the video, speeding through some of the early hours before Lydia’s death. “Do we know her estimated time of death?”
“Yes,” Alex said. “Just a second.”
“How? The police were waiting on the report,” Grant said. “No one told us, and as far as I know it hasn’t been reported.”
“No, it hasn’t been,” Alex said. “Which means nothing to me.”
Windows flashed around on his screen before he finally settled on a document. “Estimated time of death from the preliminary ME’s report is between the hours of seven and nine.”
“And we know Sierra left just before eight. So, someone killed her between eight and nine.” Julia sped the video to just before eight. “Ugh, this is not the best angle.”
Alex’s phone rang as they reviewed the footage. “Hey, Sparky, what’s the good word?”
Grant slid his eyes sideways before he glanced at Julia. “Sparky?” he whispered.
“Ava,” Julia answered, her eyes never leaving the screen.
Grant sucked in a breath as he studied the man again before he returned to eyeing the footage.
“Uh-huh…No, that’s not good. Well, I’m in the middle of a situation here…A few hours…Not yet.”
Julia caught a fleeting glimpse of worry in Alex’s eyes. She offered him a consoling smile, concern for Ava growing inside her, too.
“As soon as I can, I will…Yep…Chill, Avs, we’ll handle it.” He twisted in his seat, lowering his voice to a hiss. “I said we’ll handle it…Yes, I know that…Yes…Talk to you then.”
He tossed the phone on the desk with a shake of his head. His eyes raised to them, and he focused on Grant. “Wives, am I right, Big G?”
Grant cleared his throat. “I hope everything’s okay.”
“Ava’s got it under control.”
Julia’s voice softened, her concern manifesting. “Grant’s right…if there’s trouble brewing that needs your attention–”
“Careful, Sunshine, my ego is getting bruised.”
She chuckled at the joke before she answered. “We really appreciate your help, but not at Ava’s expense.”
“Ava is a big girl. She’s just frustrated. Let’s finish what we’re doing here.”
Julia pressed her lips together as she eyed Grant. They shared a questioning glance before she shrugged and returned to the screen. She let the video play until well after nine. With a sigh, she shook her head. “There’s nothing here.”
“It was a long shot. I’ll keep digging at the security company to see if I can find any clues the hacker left behind.”
Julia closed the top of the laptop and set it on the table in front of her. “What kind of clues would a hacker leave?”
“Sometimes there are breadcrumbs. Sometimes they’re stupid enough to leave a calling card.”
“A calling card?” Grant asked as he rose and tugged the chair back into place.
Alex continued to pound on his keys. “Yes. Some of these jokers will actually leave a digital trail behind taking credit for the act.”
“Why would they do that?”
“Because they believe that only someone as smart as them will find it.” Alex centered his gaze on Grant. “And they believe no one is as smart as them.”
