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Timothy’s disappearance? Giving you two days to get the money together knowing that banks aren’t open on the weekend? This is personal. Davis knew who took him. Otherwise he would have screamed. Otherwise the kidnapper would have let you talk to him. And we aren’t going to find him until we figure out what Timothy’s secret was. And that secret lies with those millions of dollars that went missing.”  
    She went quiet. “Where are we going?”
    “I have an address. We’re going to my office so we can figure out who has access to that address.”  
    “You have an address? Davis is there? Let’s go right now.”  
    “We can’t. Not until we know what we’re dealing with. Davis could die the moment we pull up. You’ve got the trust me, Helen.”
    “Trust you?” Helen snorted. “After what I’ve heard, you’re the last person I should trust. You have enough secrets to put the government to shame.”
    Clenching his jaw, he gripped the wheel. “You hired me, remember? We’re going to do it my way. I don’t need a dead child on my conscience.”  
    She gasped and pressed herself into the seat. He had a feeling that he’d gone too far, but the words were already out there.  
    She didn’t speak to him for the rest of the way. When he pulled up to the office, he ran his hands through his hair. “Helen...”
    “No. It’s Mrs. Myers. I am married, and my husband is still alive. So don’t ‘Ms. Myers’ me and don’t ‘Helen’ me. There is no familiarity here, and there is no thinking that I’m going to see you as my knight in shining armor. Find my kid, Mr. Leonard. And I’ll be more than happy to part ways,” she snapped as she got out of the truck.  
    Well.  
    His phone rang, and he looked down. Blocked number.  
    “Tallyhouse, what do you want?” he growled into the phone.  
    “I looked into his history like you asked. And then I went deeper. I couldn’t just let it go. It turns out that your case is way more interesting than what I’m looking for. I don’t think Timothy every actually made it to the hotel. I hacked into the police files and looked at their records. Not a single person in the hotel remembered seeing anyone that matched his description.”
    “But the blood was a match. And he checked into the hotel.” Timothy snapped.  
    “Sure. It was. And since the deposit was made over the phone, all someone had to do was pick up the key and put a do not disturb sign on the door. It’s tricky and complicated, but it worked. All someone had to do was mail the blood, sign in, and stage the room. Two weeks went by before anyone checked the room, so that was plenty of time to get in and get out.”
    Jason frowned. “It makes sense. But that doesn’t tell me where Davis is.”
    “No, but that does mean that Tim’s body is somewhere in the states.”
    “I don’t care where his body is, Boy Genius. I want to know who killed him.”
    “Hold up. I wouldn’t call you unless it was important. I looked into his financial records. Myers gave away all that money from his consulting business. Every last cent. To multiple families.”  
    “Why? It’s one thing to be charitable, but it’s another to give up everything you have.”  
    “As it turns out, there was a huge scandal involved. One of Myers’ clients, Thomas Moore, killed himself because Myers’ lost all of his money. He and someone named Boyd Garland.”
    Jason stilled. “That was Myers’ old partner. What do you mean they lost all of his money? Myers made millions. He was incredibly successful at what he did.”
    “That may be so, but his partner was not. Garland was a con artist. He has a record a mile long. From what it looks like, Myers had a legitimate business running, and Garland was running a scam. He dug up dirt and extorted them for millions of dollars once Myers made them millions of dollars.”
    “Well,” Jason said softly. “That’s brilliant. Team up with someone who could make you rich, and then