Walker (Bowen Boys, #1)(47)

“If you could give me some time frames that he’s been in the city, I could see what I could find. Or if you know them, giving me some places he might have been might help a few precincts solve some of their murders. I believe that would help the president too when this goes to trial.”

Warren decided that as soon as this was over he was going to see if this kid would come and work for him. He had a good head on his shoulders, as well as a talent not to lose his cool when things looked bad. He looked over at Marshall when his phone rang. While Nestor told Reed dates and places that he knew where Clarke had been, Warren thought about all the information they had to take Small down.

Marshall didn’t look happy when he shut off his phone. “There’s been an accident. They got Khan out, but our operative has been…hurt.”

“How bad?”

Marshall shook his head.

“Can you take over here? I have to get to them. She has to live.”

“If you mean Caitlynne McCray then I wouldn’t worry about her living. As soon as Jerry is president she’s as good as dead anyway.” Nestor smiled at them. “He has never liked her and when she told him she was going to personally see him standing before a firing squad and would be a part of it if she could, he took exception to that. I don’t know why she thought she’d win in this. She has none of the information that I have. None. He said that she would more than likely kill her own parents than to listen to what she’s being told to do. I never met her myself.”

Warren sat back down hard. The man thought that his boss was going to walk away and also become President of the United States? He glanced over at Reed, who looked as if he’d come to the same conclusion. Nestor Carvey was insane. He might know a great deal about a great many people, but he was completely insane.

“You do know that this is going to get out, right? You know that as soon as people get wind of what you’ve told us, there isn’t a snowball’s chance in hell for him to get elected.” Reed looked at Marshall before he looked back at Nestor and continued. “He’s had people killed. Murdered for greed and money. Hell, he sold guns to the other side and our own troops were killed with them. No one will vote for him for that reason alone.”

Nestor looked confused and shook his head. “That wouldn’t be fair to hold it against a man who was only trying to make a living, now would it? I mean what if no one voted for you because you’re young and stupid? Is it your fault that you’re not out there trying to do the same thing that Jerry is doing? Well, I suppose that is, but you’ll see. Once he kills this man…” Nestor pointed at Warren. “You’ll see that he’ll be a shoe in for the White House and things will get back to normal.”

“Take him to his cell.” Warren hadn’t realized he’d spoken out loud until Marshall moved to uncuff him and help him stand. He and Reed sat there for several minutes without speaking. He needed to go and check on Caitlynne, but was so overwhelmed by Nestor and his ideas about Jerry that he couldn’t move. When Reed spoke he realized that he’d been working the entire time.

“There is just over eighty million in Garrett’s account and almost half that in Nestor’s. Freeman has just under a hundred million, and Small’s is nearly triple that amount.” He looked up from the screen. “I found Jackson’s account. All the other accounts were in sequence so I…I found it.”

Warren had to clear his throat three times before he could speak. “How much is in his? Or do I even want to know?”

“He has one point five billion.”





Chapter Sixteen


Walker didn’t look up from her face when he heard someone come into the room. He wasn’t surprised by another visitor; they’d been coming in and out of the room since yesterday. When Khan sat down in the chair across from him on the other side of the bed, he didn’t bother speaking to him. He didn’t want anything to do with his brother right now, maybe not ever again.

“She kissed me.”

Walker shifted on his chair and didn’t look at Khan as he continued.

“She slipped something into my mouth and told me it was for me. I forgot about it until this morning.”

Walker rubbed his thumb over Caitlynne’s wrist and didn’t speak. Khan apparently thought he had something to say he wanted to hear. When he reached out and stroked his finger over her arm, he put a small thumb drive on the bed between them.

“Roseann had taken pictures of us, remember? She’d also taken some video of us when we were shifting. When she left me that day she said she was going to expose us for what we were. She said that there would be nowhere for us to hide.” Walker looked up at him. “She never published the article. I looked for it daily, but she never did. Do you want to know why?”

“Caitlynne told her not to.”

Khan shook his head.

“I don’t really care, Khan. Get to the point and leave me alone with her. In the event you didn’t notice, she’s not waking up since she saved your life.”

“She stole it from her.”

Walker looked up sharply.

“Lynne stole it all from her. There was a long video from Lynne telling me that I needed to get my act together and forget about the f*cking bitch. Then she went on to tell me that she’d been watching Roseann and had discovered something about her. Something that only by chance did she find the reports about us.”