Page 110 of Fatal Intent
“I have a gut feeling that situation is a different animal altogether.”
“Same.”
“You and Rayne look closer at Lawson and Eileen Reed while Teagan and I help the others with their research.”
“Copy that.”
Dread coiling in his gut, Grant brought up his Fortress search engine and keyed in Lawson’s name. His eyebrows raisedas he scanned the results of the search seconds later. For a guy who had been Special Forces, he had a high profile on social media. Nothing like daring trouble to find and jump on you with both feet.
“What is it?” Rayne asked.
“Lawson’s social media profile.”
She stared. “He’s nuts.”
“Yep.” Grant angled the computer so both he and Rayne could read the information listed on the screen.
Several minutes later, Rayne sucked in a breath, her eyes locked on the screen.
“What?”
She enlarged Lawson’s bank records and highlighted a line item that showed up every few days.
Grant scanned the information, the ball of ice in his stomach growing larger with every line. This was not what he’d wanted to see. “Eileen and Rex were having an affair seven months before Beau was killed.”
He remained silent for a beat, not liking where his instincts were taking him. No getting around it. He had to at least consider that Rex had killed his teammate and friend in order to have Eileen for himself.
“Have something to share with the rest of us, Grant?” Seth asked.
He told his teammates what Rayne had pointed out. “Are we off track here?”
Andre growled. “The ones who got off track are Eileen and Rex. How could they betray Beau?”
“Especially Rex.” Elias scowled. “Beau took a bullet for him on an earlier op and almost died for it. Rex owed him, yet this is how he repaid Beau?”
Seth held up his hand to stop the conversation. “Rex is a traitor to his best friend. However, that’s not a crime. We needproof that Rex, Eileen or both conspired to kill Beau and one of them pulled the trigger. Right now, we have nothing.”
“Donovan Vance didn’t kill Beau.” Grant knew that to his bones. “It’s too sloppy.”
“Agreed. Based on the meager evidence, we don’t have enough to confront Rex. We need him or his vehicle in the area based on security or traffic cam footage. Even better would be his face or Eileen’s on camera the night Beau died.”
“I’m on it,” Riley said. She grabbed her laptop and went to work.
“Everyone else, take a fifteen-minute break.” Seth tugged Teagan to her feet. “Grab some caffeine. Take a short walk to clear your head. When you return, we’ll see what we have.”
“Nothing good,” Elias muttered as he helped Iona stand and urged her toward the small kitchen.
Grant rose, grimacing. He should have taken the mild pain medicine Fortress distributed to injured operatives. Sitting so long left him stiff and hurting.
Rayne clasped his hand and led him toward the room she shared with Riley. She unzipped her Go bag and pulled out a small packet of capsules. After dropping two onto his palm, she handed a small bottle of water to Grant.
He popped the pills into his mouth and washed them down with the liquid. “Thanks.”
“Rest for a few minutes. Anything will help.”
Fifteen minutes? His skepticism must have shown on his face because Rayne rolled her eyes and nudged him gently toward the closest bed. “Stubborn much, Mr. Bowen?”
He shrugged. Couldn’t deny the accusation. That stubbornness was also what had made him such a good soldier and cop.
