Page 108 of Bling

“Of course, Doll. I value your input. I hope you know that.”

She pulled up her email on a tablet Garrett had insisted on giving her at the same time he’d replaced her shattered phone and read the notes Jax had given them.

“Susan Arno went to prison for smuggling? What was she moving?”

“Stolen electronics. Got caught driving a truck full of them.”

Isabelle mentally flipped through the information she’d read about the woman in her research of former employees.

“What are you thinking, Isabelle?”

“She worked in shipping, right?”

“That’s right. Tell me what you’re getting at.”

She laughed. “Patience. I’m processing. It might be nothing. Did you happen to read my notes from my meetings on Monday?”

“Shit. Not yet. I’ve been trying to play catch up on some other projects. Why do you ask?”

“Just something Jake in sorting said. There was a drop in inventory and Darren had him shut some of his storage bays down intending to repurpose them. I have no idea what for. But the odd thing he said was that the number of trucks coming in to drop products off didn’t seem to change even though the inventory dropped.”

“Son of a bitch. You’re right, that is odd and worth looking into. Thank you, Isabelle.”

They shifted to discussing plans for the family reunion trip on Friday before Garrett ordered her to sleep.

“I’ll pick you up in the morning and we’ll have breakfast before work. Goodnight, sweet Isabelle. I wish you were in my bed.”

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