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Mac glanced at the door as she raked her hand through his hair. “Ten bucks that’s my dad.”
Foster laughed. “You’re on.”
He offered her his hand, then they headed for the door, cracking it open as the knocker sounded a second time.
Greer jumped, shaking her head as she placed a hand on her chest. “Sorry to just drop by, but…”
Foster waved off any concern. “Never a bad time to talk to the new sheriff. Come on in. Would you like a beer?”
Greer stopped just inside the doorway. “I’m pretty sure Atticus rigged that impromptu election.”
Mac gave her a gentle shove. “He did not. He just made sure everyone knew you were the catalyst behind catching Thompson and his asshole drug smuggling ring. That you nearly died in order to put him behind bars.”
“Except you and Foster’s team did that.”
Foster shook it off. “We just cleaned up the mess. So, beer?”
“Sadly, I’m on duty.”
He checked his watch. “Haven’t you been on duty for seventy-two hours straight?”
Greer raked her hand through her hair. “Something like that, but I’m a bit short staffed.”
“No, shit. Any luck hiring replacements for Thompson’s crew?”
“Still going through extensive background checks. Though, Bodie’s agreed to lend a hand until I’ve got some reliable backup. I’ve forgotten what it’s like to have people I trust guarding my back. Which is one of the reasons I’m here. I wanted to thank you, again, for saving my ass. I still can’t believe you two pulled me out of my Bronco.”
“You wouldn’t have gotten hurt if I hadn’t asked you to do that deep dive, so consider us even.”
Greer looked at Mac. “Is he still going on about that?”
Mac gave his hand a squeeze. “He’s a work in progress.”
“Aren’t all men?”
“Ouch.” Foster palmed his chest. “Why do I suddenly feel as if I need backup?”
“Easy there, big guy. I’m just yanking on your chain.” Greer shifted on her feet. “And for the record, it wasn’t my deep dive that got me noticed. It was running a search on that truck Jordan saw driving past the café that day. When Thompson saw me trying to track down a white Tacoma with California plates, he thought I was on to him and his involvement with Vexarin and that asshole Voss. It was just ironic timing that Voss tried to eliminate me the night I was coming over to talk to you about Carrington.”
Foster nodded. “I appreciate the sentiment, but we still should have had your back before Voss blew your SUV off the road.”
“Men.” Greer toed at the floor, looking oddly nervous, and Foster knew whatever else she had to say wasn’t going to be pleasant.
“You might as well just spit out the real reason you came over before you tap a hole in the floor.”
She grunted, glancing at Mac before reaching into the inside pocket of her jacket then handing Foster an envelope. “I found Thompson’s secret stash of all the cases he’d covered up. I thought you might want to see the actual evidence from your parents’ accident.”
Foster took the folder, staring at it before opening the end and fishing out the papers.
Greer pointed toward the sheets. “I know there was some speculation on whether he planted an identical bomb on your dad’s vehicle like the one you found on mine, but it looks like that was Striker. There was an eye-witness account in the report that Thompson buried. An older woman saw someone matching Striker’s description standing on the edge of the cliff that night. But when she pulled over to ask if he was okay, he jumped in a white truck and took off. She didn’t get the plate number, but she spotted the wreckage and called it in.”
Greer sighed. “I don’t know if that helps or hurts, but I thought you should know the truth.”
Foster nodded as he held up the file. “I appreciate it. Thank you.”
Greer shook his hand. “You can keep that, and I’m around if you have any questions. I don’t know if there’s anything else hidden in the office, but I’ll let you know if I find additional intel.” She smiled at Mac then stepped outside. “Anyway, I just wanted to give you that and say thanks for everything. Though, it was probably overkill insisting I crash here after you captured Voss.”
“We don’t believe in overkill. And we could have missed some of his crew. Striker mentioned something about additional forces to Mac, so it’s always better to plan for the worse. Besides, Chase would have had a coronary if you’d camped out at your place, alone.”