Page 37 of Protection for Asher (Safeguarded By The SEAL #4)

Squat couldn’t believe they hadn’t found anything.

They’d gone through a few hundred officers, not finding any evidence they’d had any influx of money.

He didn’t want to break into their email, because that would be another level of trust they would have to break, and if they were caught, it could get bad for them.

Thario knew how to keep their identities hidden, so they were safe. They weren’t hacking into bank accounts yet, instead they were looking for extravagant purchases. They needed to catch a break.

Griz grunted, then stood, stretching. “Hell, I'm exhausted. This is taking forever.”

Squat growled in frustration. “We need a break.”

“Someone knows something,” Sharp said. “We just have to find it.”

Apple stood and moved to the kitchen. “Someone is spending money they don’t have.”

“Maybe we need to drive past their houses and see if someone is driving nicer cars than they can afford,” Shine said.

Thario shook his head. “They’ll have hidden it more than showing it off at their home.”

Frustration slid through Squat. “Thario is right. They are hiding it better than that. They're doing all they can to keep it hidden. If we knew, but we don't. We don't have any idea who is betraying the SEAL teams. We need to do something before another mission goes really bad.”

“I don’t want to lose another team,” Sharp said.

Thario nodded. “Those were good guys. I miss them every day.”

“What else can we do?” Apple asked.

“Don’t ask around,” Griz said. “If wind gets back to them, we’re fucked.”

“I hate going to work every day and having suspicions about one of the officers.”

Shine tapped the table. “Is there a reason other than money? Maybe someone is betraying us for another reason.”

“But the failures haven’t all been in the same country or something that would benefit one specific regime. It has to be something more than them just betraying the country. They are getting paid.”

“I thought for sure it was Captain Nelson,” Apple said.

Griz let out a bark of laughter. “Nelson is a jerk, but I think he swings too tight to regulations. He is patriotic to the core.”

Sharp groaned and sat back at his computer, clicking through screens. “We’ll find them.”

“And when we do, are we turning them over or taking care of them ourselves?” Apple asked.

Thario chuckled. “I’d love to take care of them.”

“No,” Sharp said. “We need you safe. If you go after an officer, they could come after you. We need this to stick.”

Sharp was right. He hated that they would have to turn the bastard in and let official channels take care of him.

They’d gone round and round about what they would do.

If they attacked the guy and didn’t kill him, he could manufacture evidence against someone else.

It was safer to let the criminal investigative unit take care of it.