Page 48 of SEAL's Sunshine
“I’m fine. Just a little freaked out. When is this going to stop?”
“Soon, Sunshine, soon. I promise. One way or another,” he answered as he helped her to her feet. He’d rather get her inside, but they needed to wait for the police.
Halo returned with a piece of cloth in his mouth, and Cam shoved it into his pocket. Jake and Ryan arrived a few minutes later.
“That was quick.”
“We were at The Ready Room having a beer,” Jake answered. “Are you okay?” The question was directed at Miranda, not him, and she nodded.
“Halo came back with this. Looks like traces of blood,” Cam said as he handed it to Jake.
“Shouldn’t you give that to the police,” Miranda asked.
“We’ll be able to identify the guy faster if we keep it.”
“You mean that Tex person?” Jake looked at Cam and he shrugged.
“No, Chrissy.”
“Chrissy is involved?”
“Not officially. But she has the access and can get this identified faster than if we go through the police. Plus they won’t share their info with us.”
“And you don’t trust the police to catch these people?”
“It’s not that, we’re just better at it. It’s what we do.”
“But you don’t do it here. So basically, I’m not supposed to know this.”
Cam grinned. She was a smart woman. But he’d known that already. “It would help if you didn’t.”
“I know nothing then.”
“Good, girl.”
The police arrived a few minutes later. One of the first things Cam said was he had a gun, and then put it down on the ground. The last thing he wanted was a jumpy cop thinking he was a threat.
Jake and Ryan waited in Jake’s truck while the police questioned them. This was becoming a habit. It would be bad enough if it was just him, but Miranda was in danger just from being around him.
The crime scene techs showed up and Cam led them over to where he thought the shooter was standing. There was no sign of him but there was blood on the ground. Under his breath, he whispered good boy. Halo might not have taken him down, but he definitely got a piece of him.
“You said you sent the dog after him?”
“Yes, he’s trained just like your K-9 officers.”
“Looks like he found him. Did he bring back any evidence?”
Cam wasn’t used to lying to anyone, let alone the police, but this time it was necessary. “Nope, nothing. Think you’ll be able to ID him from the blood?”
“We’ll see. Maybe we’ll be lucky and there will be prints on these casings. Any idea why he shot at you?”
“No, I don’t. We were walking the dog.”
“And the other day, you were involved in the drive-by, weren’t you?”
“Yeah. We were there.”
“Too much of a coincidence. I don’t like coincidences.” This guy was definitely more experienced than the one who’d been at the last scene. He was suspicious too. Not that Cam blamed him, he’d be in his shoes.
