Calculated Risk (A Cross Security Investigation Book 2) by G.K. Parks

Author:G.K. Parks [Parks, G.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Modus Operandi
Published: 2021-07-29T16:00:00+00:00

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As predicted, Knox didn’t offer up any helpful details. Alexei’s accomplice was a nobody. He didn’t have a criminal record, at least none the local police knew about, and he didn’t work at McGinty’s. I thought about running the photo through the larger national and international criminal databases, but I had access and time constraints to consider.

Instead, I spent the next few days focused on interviews, signing new corporate clients, and working through the security reviews and having upgrades installed as quickly as possible for Mr. Rathbone and two other clients. I left the Knox case on the backburner.

I was getting itchy and had to find an outlet for the pent-up energy. Working on what I could control and the things I knew how to do helped, like a release valve siphoning off the excess pressure. Almost an entire week passed without incident.

I’d just finished an assessment and had placed a call in to King Realty to check on their progress when the alert sounded on my phone. One of the GPS trackers had been activated. I’d gotten two of these alerts in the last few days, both of which had been false alarms, so I waited to see where the yellow dot would travel.

After five minutes, I was certain it was headed for Pauley’s Pawn. “Justin, I gotta go.” I didn’t bother with instructions. Instead, I raced out of the office and down the stairs. Hitting the unlock as I jogged to my car, I got inside, gunned the engine, and peeled out of the space. With one eye on the road and the other on my phone, I wondered if I’d make it to the pawn shop in time.

When I arrived, the yellow dot was still two streets away. The moving van was coming from the opposite direction, so I did my best to find a parking space with a decent vantage point. But with limited time, I couldn’t dawdle.

Leaving my car in the first empty spot I found, I walked down the street, scanning for somewhere to hide. When I couldn’t come up with anything, I stopped at the end of the line near a food truck and stared at my phone. The yellow dot turned onto the street. I tucked my phone away the moment the white panel van came into view.

The driver parked in a loading zone near the pawn shop. The parking signs warned it was five minute parking and unauthorized vehicles would be towed at the owner’s expense. The driver’s side door opened and a man in jeans and a green sweatshirt stepped out. He wore a baseball cap with the bill pulled down. Specks of scruff stuck out on his chin and down his neck, but it wasn’t quite a beard. At least not yet.

Removing my phone, I moved as the line did, snapping shots of the man while blending in with the crowd. Baseball Cap went to the side of the van, slid open the door, and grabbed a duffel bag out of the back.

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