A chill crept over me. “What do you mean?”
“Yerik told us that one of the other men we’d arrested had been sent by Serge to scare you. Apparently, Serge had thought that if you were mugged while on a case, you’d decide that it was too dangerous to continue working as a PI. And it was some payback too, for rescuing Meka and the other girls.”
Oh.
“Serge said his employers weren’t happy with me,” I said, releasing the tight grip I had on my coffee mug. “I didn’t understand at the time. I’d thought that my dad had sent him, but Serge kept acting like he didn’t know what I was talking about.”
“Serge was the point man for this particular group, which means he has direct contact information for the people above him.”
Which meant he’d probably cut a deal. While I would love to see him rot in prison for the rest of his life, I understood the importance of cutting off the head of the snake, and that wasn’t Serge.
“You’re absolutely sure that one of the men you arrested was the guy who mugged me?”
“He had that personalized keychain of yours on him. He said his name was Ronald, and he’d run out of money partway through the engraving. We managed to convince him that no jury would believe that load of bullshit and that we’d build a kidnapping case against him. He said he was just following orders and told us everything.”
I wasn’t sure if I felt relieved that I hadn’t been subjected to two random violent encounters or worried that the man who’d been responsible for both was still out there.
“We’ll get him,” Clay said. “I promise.”
I nodded. I believed him, but I had a feeling I would never feel completely safe until Serge was found.