Page 81 of Silent Vendetta (Vendetta Duet)

“An anonymous tip,” I said. “In regard to what?”

They said nothing. Which pissed me off even more—did they think a criminal lawyer wouldn’t protect his rights?

“You expect I’ll allow you to search my private residence without so much as an explanation? Or a warrant?”

“We don’t want to drag your name through the mud in front of these people.” The mayor nodded to Luna and Grayson.

I held the mayor’s gaze, a menacing growl rising from deep within my chest.

“But youareaccusing me of something then,” I said through clenched teeth. “Of what, exactly?”

“Accusing is a strong word,” he muttered.

I didn’t have time for this. If he had the balls to show up at my front door, the least he could do was tell me what the hell he knew. Their hands were void of paperwork, so they didn’t have a search warrant. If they’d had that, they’d have shown up with an army of police officers, but it was just these three.

This is a fishing expedition.

“Since when does the mayor accompany the police on searches?” My voice strained for composure, even as my jaw clenched in suppressed anger.

“Do you really want me to say it out loud?” Mayor Kepler’s eyes narrowed as he glanced at Grayson and Luna, then back at me.

“I have nothing to hide,” I lied, keeping my voice firm.

The mayor tightened his lips, a sign of irritation dancing through his face.

“We received an anonymous tip about the Vigilante.”

“Did you find him?” I dared him to answer.

If I didn’t win this battle with the mayor, they might take me into police custody, and then I might lose the opportunity to interrogate the man who had something to do with my father’s death.

The man who played a bigger role in our lives than I ever could’ve imagined.

Sure, I could send Grayson. He was the guy I trusted to get answers after all, but when I saw that name, I wanted to—no, needed to—look him in the eyes myself.

“We’re getting closer,” Mayor Kepler answered.

He looked at Luna, who was still doing a damn good job of keeping her poker face, even though she was probably panicking on the inside.

“We would like to check out your vehicles,” Rinaldi said.

“My vehicles.”

Silence stretched until they must have realized their only hope of me agreeing to a fishing expedition was to tell me what drew them here.

“Luna, when you were attacked in the prison parking lot, the Vigilante rescued you,” Rinaldi said. “After reviewing the footage, there was one security camera that caught something.”

Shit.

When Luna told the mayor that she thought somebody in her life might be the Vigilante, clearly, they had been busy. Pulling footage of the Vigilante rescuing Luna was a smart move, one I should’ve anticipated.

But I had been careful at the prison. At least, I thought I had been.

“A security camera on the far end of the parking lot caught the Vigilante climbing into a vehicle and speeding away.”

Double shit.

I kept my face calm. “Great. Run the plates and find him.”

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