Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 141428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 707(@200wpm)___ 566(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 141428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 707(@200wpm)___ 566(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
He’d already been informed of this appointment and he knew that Kent had one of his guys do a background check on the people that worked here. As long as he watched the door to the room, he was certain she’d be fine. But he also told them both he wanted it kept slightly open. Not enough to see in, but enough to hear if she called out.
Grabbing his phone, Hayes checked in with Donovan who was guarding Alan. The lawyer spent most of his time in his office and Donovan was bored out of his mind. Donovan would probably rather guard Sondra. At least her days were slightly more interesting.
And you get to see Devi each day.
Yeah, he needed to stop thinking about her. She was no one to him. Just a slightly clumsy, cute girl who was way too young.
And, more importantly, not his wife.
Donovan: Bored out of my fucking mind. This guy is extremely paranoid and jumpy. Where are you?
Hayes: The beauty salon.
Donovan: Lucky.
Hayes rolled his eyes; no doubt Donovan would have charmed all of the women in the salon by now. People liked Donovan more than him. Probably because he smiled. And didn’t grunt all the time.
Donovan: Already been to get your caffeine fix?
Hayes: Not my caffeine fix. Sondra is the one who wants to go there every day. You heard from Kent? We any closer to finding out who is threatening Alan?
Donovan: Talked to him earlier. Still no updates from the cops. You wanting to finish this job? Ready to go home?
Hayes: You saying you aren’t? Sondra is worried about the cost of keeping us here. She thinks the money will run out soon.
Donovan: Hmm. Interesting. From what I understand, their finances are in good shape.
Yeah, he’d wondered that too. Which made him consider if Sondra had just been saying that. Or if she had no idea about the state of their finances.
Maybe they had the sort of relationship where Alan was in charge of the money and she didn’t care. Or maybe she simply didn’t know because Alan kept it from her.
Donovan: Alan is getting increasingly agitated the longer this goes on without the cops being able to track the person sending him death threats.
Hayes: Can’t really blame him. Although so far it’s been a few notes. Nothing more.
Not that the notes weren’t enough. These threats could escalate. Although there had been no threats since he and Donovan arrived so Hayes guessed they’d caused the person behind them to hesitate.
He hoped at some stage they’d slip up so they could catch them.
Donovan: Liam and Chief have been looking through Alan’s old cases, searching for ones in the last few years where he’s lost trials and the client could be holding a grudge. They’re hoping the cops have missed something. Although I have my doubts the cops are really giving this their full attention.
Chief was what a number of the guys called Kent.
Hayes doubted the cops were giving it much attention either. Alan and Sondra lived in the small town of Angel, Colorado which was about an hour out of Denver. The police force here hadn’t seemed that fond of Alan. And Denver PD seemed to like him even less.
Alan was a successful defense attorney who’d helped a number of, likely guilty, clients walk free. The police would be looking into these threats; they wouldn’t want to risk any complaints from Alan or his law firm. However, it might get pushed to the backburner, given to more junior detectives to handle. The fact that the person threatening him hadn’t moved onto anything violent . . . yeah, it would make it less critical for the cops to investigate.
Hayes: Hopefully they find something. Soon.
Donovan: If you need a break I can take over watch tonight. There only needs to be one of us here if they are both home. The security system is tight.
That was true since JSI had put in the new security system. But where would he even go?
Hayes: I’ll think about it.
3
Devi snuck into the trailer later on that afternoon.
She didn’t want to risk waking her father up if he was asleep. But she needn’t have worried. As she stepped inside, the scent of bacon made her stomach rumble.
Aaron wouldn’t let her stop for lunch today. It was probably illegal, but she didn’t want to argue with him. He’d been fuming over the number of mistakes she’d made today.
Like staring too long at Mr. Tragic Eyes aka Hayes. She liked her name for him better, though.
And then she’d fallen over that damn chair leg.
That had been so embarrassing. Devi blew out a breath as she moved further into the trailer. It had once looked pretty nice, back when her mom was alive. But now, neglect and age had worn it down. She opened a window to let out the smell of bacon. She liked the scent, but she didn’t want the trailer to stink of bacon for the rest of the night.