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“Give me her number and then do it again,” Asher said. He quickly pulled up an app on his laptop and plugged in the phone number. Instantly it began to triangulate her cellphone from all the cell towers she’d passed in the last twenty-four hours. An orange dot flashed on his screen like a heartbeat.
“What does that mean?” Liberty pointed at his screen.
“Her cellphone location,” Asher said.
“Let’s plug in Chaney’s phone number and see what we get on hers,” Liberty said. “If it shows the same then surely that will tell us it is not a coincidence that two phones are at the same location. It has to be the girls’ location instead.”
Kenneally and Rawlins walked around the table to stand behind Asher and waited as he used the app on the second phone number. Once again, the number triangulated all the same cell towers and the orange dot flashed on the screen like a heartbeat.
“Damn, Liberty!” Rawlins said. “I think you just solved the case for us.”
“Well, what are you waiting for? Go get them. Or do I have to do that for you too?” she said with a wink. “I’m going to take For All to the dog park.”
Asher jotted down the address of where the heartbeat was flashing and the three of them scrambled out the door.
CHAPTER 15
Minchin wokethe next morning to his phone ringing. He answered with a yawn. “Hello?”
“Sorry to have woken you. It’s Dan. You said to call when I got out of my rehab and you’d put me in touch with Mr. Warshafsky again,” he said.
“Right. Right,” Minchin said, sitting up on the sofa. It was late morning and he had slept longer than he had intended, but there wasn’t a sound from the bedroom, so the girls had to still be out because of that drug.
“Let me put you on hold and see if I can call him and connect the calls. If I lose you, call me back,” Minchin said before putting Dan on hold and calling his boss.
“Is there a problem?” Leland barked.
“No, boss, Dan O’Shea says he is out of rehab,” Minchin quickly explained. “He in on the line and I wanted to do a three-way call with him if you are still open to him coming back to work with you.”
“I see,” Leland said. “Tell him to meet me at 1 p.m. at the Old Steamer bar. I’ll be at a booth in the back.”
“Okay, boss. I’ll do that,” Minchin said. “And the girls are fine. Still out. Whatever you gave them must have been powerful.”
“Good. Good,” Leland said, before hanging up.
Minchin took Dan off hold. “Dan, you still there?”
“I am.”
“He wants you to meet him at the Old Steamer bar at one today. You know where that is?”
“Sure. I can do that,” Dan said. “You gonna be there?”
“Afraid not. I have something else I’m doing for him today. But you should be fine for this meeting. I’m sure our paths will cross again soon,” Minchin said. “Great to have you back.”
When he hung up, he went to check on the girls to make sure they were still alive. They were asleep, their breathing was still shallow, and sweat was beaded across their foreheads. He checked the bindings at their wrists, but it didn’t appear too tight to cut off circulation. He went back into the front of the RV and adjusted the thermostat to make it a little cooler. Then he went to find himself something to eat.
He’d just sat down to eat when a gunshot fired, and the door of the RV swung open. Three men with pistols drawn entered before he had time to react.
“Where’s Chaney and Justus?” a dark headed man with a neatly trimmed beard along his jawline asked.
“Bedroom. They were drugged when brought here,” Minchin said. “I don’t know what Warshafsky gave them, but the girls are still asleep. There’re four more syringes on the table there with the same stuff if I needed to use them, but I haven’t.”
“Where is Warshafsky?” the older man of the trio asked.
“Not sure, but he’ll be at the Old Steamer bar at one today meeting with a crew member that’s rejoining us,” Minchin said. “Dan O’Shea.”
“Dan?” the thinner brown-haired guy asked. “Yeah, he shot me in June.”
