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"Did you trace the ownership?"
"I don't have the address yet, but I'll get it." He didn't mention to Damon that he would get it when he took Callie to Palm Springs. It wasn't his first choice but legally compelling her to reveal the address would take longer than letting her come along for the ride.
"Keep me posted. And don't forget to keep Detective Gage in the loop."
"Savannah is my liaison with the police department. You really don't have to worry, Damon. This isn't my first case."
"I know, but we're dealing with the murder of a federal judge, and you have a personal connection. That makes everyone nervous."
"I always get the job done. Trust me."
"I do trust you."
"Good."
He'd no sooner finished speaking when Bree stepped onto her porch and called them inside. Bree was dressed in a dark-green sweater dress that set off her light-green eyes and brown hair.
"Sorry to interrupt," she said, as she hugged them both. "Nathan is going a little crazy."
"Why is Nathan going crazy?" he asked curiously, as she led them into the house.
"Because he has something he wants to share with you all." She waved them into the living room where Sophie and Ciara, Savannah and Lucas, Wyatt and Avery, and Diego Rivera and his girlfriend Tara Powell, were already seated.
Bree walked over to Nathan, who was standing by the window. "Everyone who could be here is here. So, go for it."
"I think you should say it," Nathan told Bree.
"But you wanted to do it."
"Somebody say it," Savannah put in.
Bree grinned. "Fine. I'm pregnant." She let out a happy squeal at the end of her statement.
Congratulations came from every corner of the room.
"Ciara will have a playmate," Sophie said, as she and Damon hugged Nathan and Bree.
"And I will be asking you for plenty of advice, Sophie," Bree said.
"Truly happy for you," Savannah put in.
"Likewise," Lucas said.
"I'm so glad we came home early," Avery interjected, as she and Wyatt offered their best wishes. "This is the best news."
"We're very happy, and I'm sure you're all very hungry," Bree said. "Please hit the buffet and load up your plates."
As the others headed toward the dining room table, Flynn shook Nathan's hand and then gave Bree a long hug.
"I probably should have already told you, boss," Bree said, as her husband went to make mimosas. "I wanted to tell everyone at once, but I kept waiting for the right time and finally realized that while our team is tight, we are often scattered. I had to text Beck, Jax, and Caitlyn, but at least it's not a secret anymore."
"I'm very happy for you. I hope this doesn't mean you're quitting."
"Are you kidding? I'll probably be working up until the last minute. It's who I am," she said with a happy laugh. "Although, Nathan would prefer I spend more time in the office than the field."
"I'll use you wherever you feel comfortable."
"How are you doing, Flynn? I'm so sorry about your friend and that I wasn't able to help yesterday."