Dylan (Bowen Boys, #3)(11)

Nodding, she let him give her whatever he wanted. She heard Dylan speak, but he was too far away to hear. She looked up at Walker as the medication was warming her. She had to try twice to tell him.

“The company doctor put something in me. I can’t…I can’t remember what, but Snow helped me take it out.”

“I’ll tell my wife. Let it take you, Jack. The sooner you rest, the sooner your head will heal, and we’ll be able to help you.” He nodded and leaned toward her. “Dylan is a good man, and he won’t let anyone hurt you.”

She wanted to ask him who would protect Dylan, but the meds were kicking her ass. As she drifted off, she thought of the blood again and wondered what stairs she was going up when she’d seen it.





Chapter Four


Dylan moved all the boxes from his truck to the storage unit in the back of his garage. He’d put all of her clothes in the thing the first day, and now stuffed them into the boxes. He felt something bite into his hand, and reached into the pocket to see what it was.

He wasn’t as computer savvy as his brother, but he knew a chip when he saw one. This one had been broken into pieces, but he could see that it was state of the art techno. He slipped it into a baggie that he’d brought from his class and decided to run it by Caitlynne.

She was just coming out of the house when he stepped up on the porch. “She’s still resting. Walker said he gave her enough to put her down for a little while so she would heal. He seems to think the harder she tries to remember what happened, the harder she is going to fight to leave here. I don’t think that’s a good idea.” He agreed with her. “So what do you want me to do?”

He handed her the bag. “I found this in her things just now. I don’t know what it is, but I’m pretty sure you can find out. It looks like it’s some kind of chip.”

“It is. It’s a tracking chip. They use them on dogs and cats to help owners find them when they’re lost.” She held it up to the sunlight. “You think this was in her?”

He didn’t know at all and told her so. “She said that the company doctor put something in her, and snow got it out. You think Snow is a person and not a thing? Do you think that…I don’t know…that she was in on something more than just this murder, and they used this to give her information when she needed it?”

Caitlynne looked at him and nodded. “I think that what we’re going to find out is nothing compared to what she has in her mind locked away. I don’t know why, but I have a feeling that something more than her simply getting shot is what will happen to her once they find her. She’s the key to something huge. And just between the two of us, I got a feeling that Small is in on this, too.”

The vice president had been caught in a huge sting two years earlier, and Caitlynne had been a big part of it. Dylan had been working and not able to go to DC where she lived to help out, but knew enough from Walker that the man whose job that Caitlynne had ended up getting was the one trying to have her killed. He asked her when his trial was set to happen.

“They’re working on that now. His attorney is screaming for a new trial because of the exposure Clements’s death is causing. If they don’t come up with something soon, he may get it. Clements’s house and his office were cleaned out of anything on the trial.” She nodded toward the house. “I have a few things you should see before you go back up to see Jack. It’s more about her prints being found in both his office and that of the incinerator at his work. They’re trying to say she was working on her own because she was infatuated with Small.”

“And what does Small say about this? I’m betting that he’s denying any knowledge about her, isn’t he?” She nodded. “So, she went to the office, ransacked it, then took everything she found on him and burned it. Then went to his house, murdered his entire family, then did the same to that place. And when the f*ck was she supposed to have done this? While they were shooting her up? Maybe while she was bleeding to death? Christ, Caitlynne, you don’t believe this shit, do you?”

“Nope. And that’s where you come in.” He didn’t like the look she was giving him. Nor did he think he was going to like whatever she had going on in her head, and thought to see for himself when she spoke again.

“You’re going to help me figure out not just what she knows but just how involved in it she really is.”

He shook his head. “I told you, her mind is locked down. I can’t go in there and see what she had without hurting her, and I won’t do that to her. I think she’s been through enough.”

“You’re right, she has, and I wouldn’t ask you to hurt her. But Mann isn’t hurt, and you can help me with him.”

“Do I even want to know who Mann is and why you think he’s involved?” She shook her head. “So you want me to go and touch this man to see what I can find out about my mate and if she’s involved with the vice president. What if everything that they say about her is true? What if she’s as guilty as the papers say she is?”

“Do you believe she is?” He didn’t know and told her that. “Then this will help us all. If she’s guilty, you haven’t bonded with her, correct?”

“No, but that doesn’t lessen the fact that she is my other half. What if I go…shit, I don’t know… insane afterwards, and try to kill all of you for taking her away.”