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supposed to be in a relationship with Grant at Wild Bluff Ranch, helping the team eradicate men like himself.
    Grant had to close his eyes and calm himself at one point. The massive amount of evidence against Craig left Grant unable to breathe properly. His head swam and his body ached. He'd never recover.
    At the bottom of a short stack of papers, he found a correspondence from Craig. The date was from one year ago. Craig hadn't left Wild Bluff by then. Of course, Craig didn't use his real name, but an alias. How likely was it that some other guy involved with this group used an alias that Craig used when Craig was involved with this group too? It's not like Jordan Bush was a common name. How many other people would use the name Jordan Bush?
    His phone vibrated and he answered, his words clipped. "Yes."
    "Find Craig. Don't worry about the paper. Call the police with a tip. We can't handle the workload." Duff's voice calmed him. The man was his friend, and someone he could trust. If he let Duff lead his steps, he'd not go wrong.
    "Got it." Grant hung up and glanced around. He hadn't left anything behind, no fingerprints and no DNA. He'd been careful, wearing a cap to keep from dropping hair and gloves to keep from leaving prints. When the police came, they wouldn't find a trace of him.
    A small part of him wanted to stick around and figure out where he'd gone wrong with Craig, but he didn't think he'd ever figure that out. Maybe he hadn't done anything wrong, but what if he had? What if he'd pushed Craig into this? But no, Craig going to the dark side wasn't his fault, it couldn’t be. They all dealt with issues from serving in the military, each one of them needed some form of counseling, and they each had to pass an evaluation each year. Surely something like this would have shown up. But Craig wasn't being honest. Maybe he'd never been honest and his betrayal was such an integral part of him he didn't need to hide the evil because it came so naturally.
    Grant shivered as he looked over his shoulder at the stacks of damning evidence, wondering if he would ever be able to trust again. He left the building, wiping the door handle on the outside before striding up the street, away from the area. Forcing himself to focus, he debated about his next move. At the office he'd found two addresses listed for Craig, or Craig's alias that he hadn't known about before. That the guy had been stupid enough to allow that information out showed Grant how cocky the bastard really was.
    Few taxis were on the street and he didn't see any bus stops. The walk to a more populated area of Leeds took over thirty minutes. The first cab he saw, he hailed, requesting to be dropped around the block from the first address he had for Craig. The neighborhood was quiet with only an occasional car driving past as he strolled to the building where Craig's flat was listed.
    He watched the building for a few minutes, feeling that he was wasting time. Craig could be anywhere, but the more he stared at the building, the less he though the man was here. Breaking in proved to be easy. Once the door had closed behind him, Grant breathed easier. Doing breaking and entering was dangerous. If Craig had been holed up here, he could be in the middle of a fight right now, or worse, he could have been shot before he even closed the door. Silence greeted him, leading him to believe this was another dead end.
    A thin layer of dust had settled on the furniture and nothing looked disturbed. This flat might have been a staging area or a place Craig intended to use if things went sideways for him. After an hour of looking through the place, Grant decided that Craig didn't use this flat. He caught a cab across town to the other address. As the cab parked around the block from the new flat, Grant saw Craig pull from a parking spot on the street and drive away.
    "Oh shit, could you follow that black car?"
    The driver shook his head and huffed out a breath. "No way. I don't do that