Page 45 of Jason's Justice
“There is that, but I have a state-of-the-art security system.” At their skeptical looks, she shook her head. “Trust me.”
They made their way back down, Kevin had put the business card in his pocket, and he led the caravan to Ilsa’s house. They had to stop and Kevin looked at her with a smirk and raised brow. “Code?” The gates to her home were closed and locked, she gave him the code, which he punched in, the gates opened, and they all drove through. Once outside the vehicles, the men looked around. It was Perry who looked at Ilsa with a scowl.
“What?”
“Are the signs correct? Is the fence live?”
“Yes. I had it set up like this after Katherine’s accident and when George and Michael Babcock would harass her. These came in handy when she was here after her trial ended and Michael’s started.”
“Wait,” Lloyd said with a frown. “How did George and his cop buddies knock on your door when they came here for Larry to go to Katherine’s apartment?”
“Larry let them in. When I realized Larry had left, I contacted the security company and had the code changed. I was in Seattle when that happened. The entire time Kevin entered it, I held my breath, because this is the first time it was used.”
“Okay,” Clark said as he turned in a circle. “How many acres?”
“Two, my entire property is surrounded by this fence.”
“Mind if we check it out?”
“Not at all. Come into the house when you’re done.” She grabbed her suitcase and headed toward the front entrance, with Kevin and Jason on her heels.
“Wait!” Reid called out and did hand motions to the men, and they were all in front of Ilsa. “Let us clear the house before you enter.”
She nodded, gave him the code, then went back to the SUV for her second suitcase. By the time she returned to the front entrance, the men had returned and told them it was clear. Once inside, Ilsa looked around like she was seeing everything for the first time and didn’t like what she saw. She knew right then and there that once this was over, or at least once Grayson was behind bars, she wouldn’t be staying in this house, let alone Los Angeles any longer.
By the time everyone had unloaded their things, and the boxes upon boxes of paperwork, Ilsa opened one of the drawers in the kitchen and brought out a stack of take-out menus. “Order what you’d like, I’m paying. I’ll get to the grocery store tomorrow.”
“No,” Clark said. “Wewill go to the grocery store. You, Black, and Kevin are staying put. That’s why we’re here. We’re your security.”
“I don’t want to put you out.”
“You’re not. Go change, or shower, or whatever, when you’re done, we’ll place a food order, and sit down and plan. I have an idea, but I won’t talk about it until the food is here. We’ll go walk the perimeter, and get back here.” His tone brooked no argument, and it wasn’t long before Ilsa showed all of them her home. Once she entered her bedroom, with the door closed, Jason turned to Clark.
“What do you have in mind?”
“It can wait, go get settled.” Clark turned on his heel and left, leaving Jason standing there, but he shook his head and did as instructed.
Two hours later, everyone sat back from their meals and turned to Clark. “What idea did you have?” Jason asked again.
“We all know that it’s going to be hard getting warrants signed for the arrest of Grayson and his goons. They are FBI agents and police officers, after all. Does anyone not agree with this?” When no one said differently, he nodded. “Okay, this is just a thought, but we’re going to need someone in our corner. I’ll reach out to the DEA and AFT that you gave me their contact information for tomorrow, invite them over and let them know what’s going on.”
“I’ll agree with that.” Jason nodded. “They need to know what they’re up against.”
“Good, I’m glad you think that. Now, Ilsa, this next question is for you.”
“What’s that?”
“On a scale of one to ten, how well do you trust Lyle Anderson?”
“Twenty.”
“Okay, then I think tomorrow, not tonight, because it’s getting late, but I think tomorrow you should give him a call and have him know you’re back, and invite him over to attend the meeting with the ATF and DEA. I also think that the head guy at the police station should be here. If these arrests are made, then he, or she, will be caught with their pants down.”
“We don’t need them to muck up our investigation,” Jason said with a nod. He turned to Ilsa. “I agree with Clark about that. We can even show them the card Kevin took off Katherine’s door.”
“I took pictures of it,” Ryan said from his seat. When the others turned to him, he shrugged. “Proof that it was there.”He accessed the camera on his phone and passed it around. Everyone saw the card on the door, then a zoomed in photo with Kevin reaching up to take it down. He turned to Ilsa. “Is there anything in your paperwork about the bad local cops having dealings with Grayson?”
“We have Duane Manchester’s statement, as well as the recording of when he called and Katherine verified it was George Babcock. That was when we realized Grayson and Babcock was one and the same. Oh, and we also have the video from Laurie and Caleb’s phones at that same time. It clearly shows George Babcock, that’s what I’m going to call him, because that’s what I know him as, along with Larry, and three cops.” She paused and nodded only once. “This evidence was taken in Colorado Springs.”
