Page 54 of Don’t Say a Word (Angelhart Investigations #2)

Chapter Forty-One

Cal Rafferty

He smiled. He was beginning to really like the PI.

His cell phone rang ten minutes later as he pulled into DEA headquarters thinking that Margo had caused him to burn two undercover cars in two days. That might be a record.

He looked at the number. It was the flip phone he’d given to Eric.

“Yep,” he answered.

“That PI came here. She says I’m in danger.”

“Explain.”

“She said someone is following her and might know where I live. Might think that I’m talking to her, that I know something. I don’t! I don’t know anything and I just want people to leave me alone. My sister is pregnant. God, if anything happens—”

“No one is following her.”

“Fuck, Cal, she was adamant. She’s not lying about this.”

“I was following her.”

Silence.

Cal continued. “So don’t worry, you’re in the clear.”

“But—she said she talked to Coach in prison and he called somebody.”

“He didn’t. The guards called me after her visit and have been monitoring his calls. You’re fine, Eric. Lay low and be good. I’ll take care of it.”

He hung up before Eric could argue with him. Dammit, he didn’t want to read Margo into the program yet, but he might not have a choice.

But first? He needed to figure out what was so important about the Cactus Stop. That meant going back to the Bradford file and looking at everything again. Had he missed something the first hundred times he went through it?

Maybe. Probably not. But maybe.

He went up to his office and got to work.