Page 84 of Blackstone's Heart
"We did collect a few drops of blood on the roof. There was enough that both the labs are testing it. However, that will take some time since both labs are backlogged right now. Hopefully, we'll know something before the release, if we're lucky. I also have the final list of my guys who will be at the book release. Myself and Ingram of course, along with fifteen other officers. Here are their names and other info." Wilson reported handing Ethan a thick manila envelope.
"Thanks Wilson." Ethan replied. He started to tell him about the tracker, but something made him hold back. "I'll get this to Tony and Gage so they can work out placement. One of them will forward that to you."
"Sounds good." Wilson suddenly smiled. "I got a call from your old man the other day."
Ethan groaned. "Dammit. I swear he's a bigger gossip than mom."
Wilson threw his head back and laughed. "Dale was so thrilled when you and Krista told him. Congratulations by the way."
"Thanks Wilson. I gave her up in favor of Uncle Sam for twelve years, now that I have her back, I won't give her up for anything."
"That's how it should be. Lord knows marriage is work son, but if you have the right woman it's so worth it." Wilson grinned.
"That's what Dad says." Ethan chuckled.
"Who the hell do you think told me that." Wilson smirked.
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Ethan pulled into his drive just as Tony and Gage walked out. Climbing out of his truck he approached his guys. "Well, did you find anything here?"
"Nope. We're fixing to head over to the Jameson house now. The Counselor is meeting us there." Tony answered.
"I have Morton and Bravo team sweeping Blackout. Figured it would save us some time there." Gage added.
Ethan felt a little of the tension leave him. "Good. Wilson says the bullets from Blackout and the store are the same. They're also testing this guy's blood but it could take some time since both labs are backlogged."
"Figures that would be our luck." Gage grumbled.
"Yeah. Here's the final list from Wilson on the PD's team. I want you two to find places for them once you're done at Nick and Debbie's place." Ethan ordered.
"Will do boss." Tony nodded.
Ethan headed inside as his guys took off. He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. He was relieved that his house came up clean. Just the thought of Krista's stalker finding his home and getting to her made him damn near crazy with rage. Taking another swallow of water, he turned and headed to his office to take a look at the reports he had received that morning from two of his other teams who were out on assignments. He needed to do something to quell the anger beginning to build inside him before he went to pick up Krista.
***
"Damn woman, you're dangerous." Grant laughed as Krista laid her target on the table. The center bullseye nothing but a hole in the paper.
"Yep, so don't piss me off Grant." Krista winked.
"Ethan said you were good but I didn't think he meant this good." Lance said in shock.
Krista merely shrugged as she went about clearing the M&P. Just about every bullet she fired found their mark in center mass on the target. She was glad for all those years her dad, brothers and her mom had spent teaching her the fine art of shooting.
"Do I get to shoot one of those now?" Krista asked eagerly pointing to the Remington and the McMallin.
"Alright. I'm assuming you're acquainted with rifles as well?" Lance replied.
"Yes. Got myself a Remington Sendero SF II, an AR15, a Winchester '73 and a 12 Gauge." She smiled.
"Then you should love these two babies. Both are used as sniper rifles for the military and law enforcement SWAT." Lance narrated as he held up the Remington.
"I've been wanting one of these for almost ten years now. I got to shoot one in college and fell in love with it." Krista sighed, reverently taking the weapon from Lance.
"She is a beaut. This is what Lance uses when he's on sniper roost. I use the McMallin myself." Grant chuckled.
Krista's smile broadened as she was handed a magazine for the Remington. She was sure she creamed herself when she saw it was the .300 Win Mag. Oh she was so going to have fun with this one. Grant went to post a new target about three hundred yards out. Krista looked over at Lance.
