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"She's tied in the bedroom. I've already spray painted the trail. Once you finish up, we can get out of here."
"Placed the file?" Xander asked.
"Right beside her." Kasey glanced at the pieces of flesh that Xander cut from the man. "Didn't give you much to work with, did he?"
Xander grinned as he gathered the last of the items and made sure there was nothing that would leave a clue to who had done this. "Had to cut close."
"Let's go." He followed Kasey out of the room and to the side door. "I hate leaving her."
"I know, but there's a spot where we can sit and watch for the police just over the hill. It looks like a lover's lane type lookout."
"Ah, you taking me parking, Kase?" Xander made his way outside, quickly moving up the road toward the car, glad when he could lift the mask from his face.
"If the cops come close, you're damn right I'm going to rip off your clothes and make us look like lovers instead of suspects. I'll suck your cock to keep out of prison."
Xander laughed as he pulled out the burner phone as he slid into the car. "Ready?" He held up the phone.
"Yep, make the call."
Xander hit 911. "Yes, there is a need for medical at 1834 Jasmine Road. Two victims." He hung up the phone without saying anything more.
Kasey pulled down the road as Xander fished out his own cell and sent a quick message to the team.
Completed. No issues. Waiting on response. STK
He sent it to the team, then sent another to Matt's phone.
We are done. Police on the way. She'll be with you soon.
He glanced at Kasey as he set his phone down. "I hope they are right and she's in there."
"Carter and Bry wouldn't say she was unless they knew for sure." Kase pulled off the road to a small overlook point that gave them a perfect view of the ranch house. "You saw the photos on the computer the man was using. They were of Faith."
Xander nodded. "What was the woman doing?"
"Sleeping. I walked in and had her subdued before she even woke up." Kasey put the car in park, then took a deep breath, resting his head back against the seat. "There was a ton of little girls' clothes in the room. My guess would be they dressed them up before photographing them. The cops will have their hands full going through this home."
"Good, let's hope it leads them to others." Xander stared down at the farmhouse. "How long do you think before they identify Faith and call Matt?"
"I don't know. I'm kind of curious about that myself. I'd hope it's right away, but I guess a lot will depend on the condition of the kids, if they can give their information to the police or if the cops have to figure it out on their own." Kasey tapped his fingers on the steering wheel.
"Waiting is going to kill Matt."
"Dyson and the others will take care of him, and even if they don't call and alert him right away, Beau will call and update them. She'll be in good hands, at least better hands than she's been in." He glanced over. "Is Matt going to be okay with all that he's going to have to deal with?"
"I don't know. Honestly, I don't know if I should keep coming around or give them space. I want to be there for them, but I don't want to be in the way either. I don't think Matt can do this alone. I know he's got family, but they aren't going to support him, they'll be there for Faith." Xander started to really think about things, trying to figure out why he was so uncomfortable with the idea of not seeing Matt as often as he was.
"Just wait and see how it goes. She'll be in the hospital for a few days I'm guessing, while they run tests and make sure she's physically okay, then I don't want to even think about her mental state." Kasey shook his head. "I wish there was a way to make these fucks suffer more than we already do."
"So do I." Xander pointed. "Cops are there with medical staging. We can go unless you wanted to start that make out session with me."
Kasey laughed. "Dude, you have too much hair on your face for me to get freaky with. Shave that shit and maybe we can have a go at it."
"Never." Xander gripped his beard protectively. "I haven't been clean shaven since I left the Army. I don't even want to think what I'd look like."
"Ah, it might actually help your looks." Kasey pulled the car onto the road.
"Right, like you know what good looks are. I saw your last—"
