Page 90 of Missing Justice

Taylor silently shook her head as the sisters left. It was good that Matt had these two looking out for him, and their points were valid. She had no intention of bringing Matt down if she took the fall on this case.

She also wasn’t going to break his heart.

She dialed to tell him about the silver truck, and the call went to his voicemail.God, I love that voice.

She left a message, then decided to push her luck with the sisters.

Charlie was in her office, typing on her computer. “What’s up?” she asked when Taylor stopped in her doorway.

“I need to borrow a car.”

“Do I want to know where you’re going?”

“I found a silver truck that matches the one we’re looking for. Matt’s still tied up with Walt and I don’t have my car here.”

“Matt left orders not to let you go anywhere on your own.” Charlie stopped typing and grabbed a set of keys from her desk drawer. She rose and shoved her office chair in. “You can ride shotgun.”

The ride to the address wasn’t as bad as the interrogation in Matt’s office. Charlie had once been FBI. She spoke Taylor’s language and drove like a bat out of hell. So mostly, Taylor held on to the door handle and kept her mouth shut.

“This is it,” Charlie said, pulling to a stop at the curb.

Taylor looked at the house number, back to her notes, and then to the empty driveway. “Dammit. In the time it took to drive here, he’s already gone.”

“Do you have a name?”

Taylor dialed Grey. “I will in a moment.”

Grey answered on the first ring and she fed him the license plate number and address. “This could be our guy, the one who kidnapped Felicity.”

“Give me a sec…” The sound of keystrokes filtered through the phone. “Whatever you do, do not engage the owner of the truck. Let Stephens do it. If this is our kidnapper, he could also be the killer.”

“Matt’s not here. I can handle it.”

“You went by yourself?”

The annoyance in Grey’s voice set her nerves on edge. “I’m with Charlie Schock, but seriously, you’re all acting like I can’t take care of myself. I know how to apprehend a suspect.”

“Where is Matt?” Grey ground out.

“He’s at Walt’s asking about the decal on the truck.”

Frustration strained Grey’s voice even more. “We’re running in too many directions with this case. The silver truck is a solid lead into Felicity’s kidnapping, but I’m not sure about this Rosalind or if she has anything to do with Baby Jarvis.”

“Charlie clued me in on how the illegal birth certificates and adoption papers work. Teeg could run the names on the birth certificate I sent you and see what pops up.”

A long pause. A heavy sigh. “This is spinning out of control. We need to regroup and work up an effective plan. I want everyone in my office in one hour. Including the Schock sisters.Capisce?”

“You want me to bring them to your place?” Taylor sat back and glanced at Charlie. “Are you sure?”

“Yes. Get your ass in gear, round up your partner, and let’s get this done.”

* * *

It wasn’t everyday Justice Greystone called a meeting that included his team, a suspended FBI agent, a private investigator, a forensic sculptor, and a psychologist.

This was either the A Team or they’d wind up killing each other.

Either way, it’d be interesting.