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Sam turned the screen back around and sent the file to Kian’s email. He then leaned back in his chair with a sigh. “FWP has nothing on recent poaching of wolf pelts. They have plenty of other cases, but nothing on this one. My guess is that these men will poach anything they can get their hands on. FWP sent me these photos, as they are also looking for these men, but for different reasons. They want to catch them for poaching, while MDOL and I want to catch them for attempted murder on you, Kian.”

“I know their faces, so hopefully I’ll see them in one of these photos,” Kian said with a heavy sigh.

“We’re counting on it. We don’t need any more wolves killedor innocent people hurt by these men trying to cover their tracks,” Sam added.

“I completely agree. They need to be stopped,” Killian chimed in.

“We’ll do everything we can to make that happen.” Sam looked at Killian.

“I’ll go through these photos at the office and at home tonight. It looks like it will take some time,” Kian said.

“It definitely will. There are over one hundred and fifty photos and you’ll have to take your time to be sure,” Sam replied.

“Yeah, I want to make sure we have the right guys.” Kian let out a frustrated sigh.

“Exactly. Just let me know if you recognize any of them and we’ll track them down.” Sam stood up and extended his hand for Kian to shake.

“Thanks, Sam. I appreciate it,” Kian said, shaking his hand.

Killian nodded at Sam. “Let’s hope we can find these guys soon. It’s been long enough.”

“The good thing is, they probably think they got away with killing you since no one has come after them, so they don’t know we’re looking for them.”

“Well, they need to think again,” Kian said.

Sam nodded in agreement as Kian and Killian left the office and walked out the door.

Once outside, Kian turned to his brother. “I need to contact Gretchen. Our messaging was cut short earlier when we had to talk to Sam.”

“Well, just give her a call or send her a text. I’m going to swing by the coffee shop to see Celine for a bit.”

Kian grinned. “Got it. See you at the office.” He watched as Killian walked away down the sidewalk, completely enamored with his fiancée. Who could blame him?

Taking out his phone, Kian tried calling Gretchen, but the callwouldn’t go through. So he sent her a text instead, but that failed too.

“Damn it. She must be at the cabin and there’s no way I can go there right now.” He muttered under his breath.It could be days before he could go, and he couldn’t even tell her.

With a frustrated sigh, he checked for traffic and crossed the street to enter the office building. He sat at his desk, looking through the photos Sam had sent him on his computer. He needed some water, so he stood up and glanced around the room. Even though agents were technically on-call twenty-four seven, no one else was in the office after hours. Except for Kian, it seemed. Most were gone from the office by six. He looked at his watch to see it was almost seven-thirty.

Remembering Killian saying he’d see him tomorrow; Kian had assumed he was heading out on a case. But now he wasn’t so sure.

He looked over at Dave’s office and saw that the lights were off. Running his hand through his hair, Kian closed the email and shut down his computer. He would continue searching through the photos when he got home. If you could even call his small apartment ‘home’. He needed to buy a house soon.

He grabbed his hat from the rack, placed it on his head, and walked toward the elevator. His back was sore from sitting all day, so he decided to take the stairs instead to work out the kinks.

Stepping outside, he made his way to the truck in the parking lot. After unlocking it, he climbed inside and drove to the extended stay motel where he was currently living since moving to Clifton.

Parking the truck, he walked up the stairs to his room, unlocked it, and went inside. He hung his hat on a hook beside the door before sitting down on the bed. He kicked off his boots, stood up to strip off his clothes, and took a hot shower.

After finishing his shower, he wrapped a towel around his waist, swiped away the steam on the mirror and shaved. Then he decided to order some food for delivery. He was starving, but too exhausted to go back out. Even though the diner had amazing food.

He pulled on a T-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, then called an order in for a pizza to be delivered before sitting back down on the bed, and opening his laptop to check his email again, determined to find those men. The only time he got up was when the pizza was delivered.

An hour later, he was no closer than before, so deciding to take a break from that before they all started looking like the same person, and he decided to look at houses for sale. He needed to clear his mind of the photos he’d already gone through and finding nothing yet; he was getting discouraged. He had to get his mind on something else right now.

As soon as he saw the house, he knew it was the one he wanted. It was in the same area as Killian’s and he really liked it. He picked up his phone and called his brother.

“Hey, Kian. Did you find something?”

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