Fatal Bond by Gemma Halliday

Author:Gemma Halliday [Fischetto, Gemma Halliday & Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gemma Halliday Publishing
Published: 2018-10-04T04:00:00+00:00

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Once I stepped back outside, I dialed Maya. Two rings in, she answered. "Bond Agency?"

"It's me. Can you run a background check on Peter Rivera?"

I heard typing. "Sure. Anything in particular that you're looking for?"

"Any way to contact him. Addresses, aliases, friends or family he might be staying with."

More typing. "I'll try. But some of that stuff won't be on an official record."

Meaning his known associates would be on the police record but not readily available to the public. At least not legally. "See what you can find," I said.

"On it."

"Did you find any Riverside connections yet?" I asked.

"I did. I'll tell you all about them over lunch. We're on our way to the restaurant now."

Shoot. I'd forgotten all about lunch with Charley and Elaine. Part of me wanted to get out of it—I felt like I didn't have time to breathe let alone chat over a leisurely Arnold Palmer right now. However, I did need to eat, and Maya did have info. I'd pop in, order food to go, and pop out.

"Right. I'll meet you there." I paused, remembering my trip to The Spotted Pony. "Oh, and I'm going to text you a name. Tara Owens. Can you do a background check on her when you get back to the office?"

"Sure thing," Maya promised before hanging up.

I jumped into my roadster and headed in the direction of the restaurant Maya had chosen, a café a few blocks from the office.

As I drove, I dialed Aiden's number on speaker. He picked up immediately. "ADA Prince."

His voice sent a sudden flip to my stomach. It was warm and inviting, and it was all I could do not to unload all my troubles on him right then. "Hey, it's Jamie."

"Well, well, she finally returns my call."

I bit my lip. "Yeah, sorry about that. I was, uh, busy last night."

"Busy with?"

"A case."

"Ah."

I cleared my throat. Why did I feel like I was lying to him? I mean, yes, I hadn't exactly spelled out my reason for going to New Zealand, but it wasn't as if I'd been doing anything naughty with Danny the night before when he'd called. I'd barely been talking with him. So why did I feel flushed now?

"Uh, speaking of my case. I need a small favor," I said, coming to the point of my call.

"How small?" he asked, a hint of humor in his voice.

"I'm trying to find someone, and I'm not sure official records are going to provide enough."

"Can't find an address?" Aiden asked, curiosity lacing his voice.

"The one I have is fake."

"Sounds interesting. Who is the guy?"

"Peter Rivera. He's a former Latin King…possibly current, but for the last few months he's been working at a catering company called Tasty Catering. They don't have any valid info on him."

I heard Aiden writing all of this down. "Anything in particular I should be looking for?" he asked. "Other than an address?"

I bit my lip. He was fishing for just who this Rivera was to me. The warning of no law enforcement rang in my ears.

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