Page 112 of Fatal Intent
“What did you find, Rayne?” Iona asked.
“I ran the traffic cam photos through the Fortress imaging program and focused on the passenger’s profile.”
“Well, don’t keep us in suspense,” Riley said. “Who is it?”
“Eileen Reed.”
“Oh, man. Teagan is right,” Elias said. “That’s messed up.”
“It’s cruel,” Teagan spat out. “She worked with her lover to murder her husband. Hasn’t she heard of divorce?”
“What can we do about it?” Iona asked. “We can’t let them get away with this.”
“We won’t.” Seth returned to the oversized sheets of paper stuck to the wall with his marker in hand. “At the moment, though, we don’t have enough evidence to pin Beau’s murder on his wife and her lover.”
“That’s not our problem,” Rayne said. “We’re not cops anymore. All we have to do is line up what we have and show it to law enforcement. Their job is to chase the leads to make their case.”
“I’d still like to give them more than this,” Grant said. “I want this to be an easy slam dunk, so all the cops have to do is present it to the district attorney.”
Riley glanced up. “I’m still working on camera footage. I’ll find more and provide law enforcement with enough photos and a timeline so they’ll be inclined to at least pull Rex and Eileen in for questioning.”
“Rex won’t be an easy nut to crack,” Andre said. “He had the same SERE training we did. I doubt he’ll talk.”
“He will when I finish my task. The photos and timeline will place them in the area at the time of the murder. Hopefully, I’llfind more. Because they were an item, I know what to look for.” Artemis’s computer whiz smiled. “They won’t know what hit them by the time I’m finished.”
Elias folded his arms across his chest. “Are they responsible for the other murders or just Beau’s? Did they kill Grant’s cousin and Selena and Dante?”
“No proof yet, but I believe they’re only guilty of Beau’s murder. The MO is different for the other murders.” Seth pressed a clean sheet of paper on the wall and wrote the names of the victims and their methods of death. “I may be wrong, but my gut says they killed Beau while the other murders are the handiwork of someone else.”
Teagan grimaced. “Beau’s death isn’t as clean as the others. He believed Eileen and his children had been taken hostage and the only way to free them was for him to die. The rest of the deaths were straight-up clean killshots. It’s the kind of murder I’d expect from a sniper.”
That was saying something coming from a world-class sniper like Teagan. Rayne trusted her friend’s assessment. “Did you have snipers on your Red Dawn team?”
Seth nodded. “We had two snipers plus their spotters. They’re all dead, and one sniper was Hal Vance.”
“Donovan’s stepbrother.” Teagan looked thoughtful. “Looks like skill for the job ran in the family.”
“Since Riley is tied up looking for photos of Rex and Eileen, we need someone to look for another sibling.”
After a glance at Iona, who nodded, Elias said, “We’ll take it.”
“Good. Teagan, contact Alex Morgan and Jon Smith. Let’s find out what they know about Donovan Vance.”
“That you don’t want to be in his crosshairs,” she muttered.
“No one wants to be in yours, either.” Seth glanced around the living room. “You have your assignments. Work fast. We’ve been invited to dinner at the Bowen home.”
Grant froze.
“Been there, done that.” Andre shook his head.
“Are we sure that’s a wise idea?” Elias asked. “Two people ended up with bullet holes the last time.”
“I understand your reluctance, but we’ll eat indoors this time,” Seth said. “Out of respect for Grant’s mother, we’re going.”
“I’m surprised she’s up to hosting a dinner party,” Iona murmured. “Won’t she be too worried about Mr. Bowen to host so many people for dinner?”
“Mom loves to entertain. Plus, the dinner will take her mind off of Dad for a while and shift her attention to something she enjoys, which will help lower her blood pressure.”
