The FBI: Houston Collection: Firewall Double Cross Deadlock by DiAnn Mills

Author:DiAnn Mills
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FICTION / Christian / Suspense, FICTION / Romance / Suspense
ISBN: 9781496423467
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers, Inc.
Published: 2016-12-06T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 35

8:30 A.M. TUESDAY

Daniel reached for a slice of Gran’s banana nut bread, doing his best to appear normal. Rain beat steadily on the roof, the sky a mass of angry clouds.

“Why are you spending your vacation days with a couple of old people?” Gran said. “Why not go hunting or catch a plane to Hawaii?”

He wished it were all that simple. “Soon, Gran.” He pulled up a pic of Trey Messner taken from the bakery’s security camera footage and showed it to her. “Not exactly a pretty sight, but do you recognize this man?”

She shook her head.

He scrolled to a second picture of him taken in Miami. This one had been computer treated with gray woven in dark-brown hair to resemble the description of the salesman who’d swindled Silver Hospitality guests.

“I know the jerk. He’s the salesman from Silver Hospitality.”

Bingo.

“Let me take a look.” Gramps was in a good place this morning. He pointed to the man. “Sure, it’s Russell Jergon, the dirty, no-good scoundrel who took our money.”

“Are you taking this to Silver Hospitality to confirm?” Gran said.

“Someone will. I’m on vacation.”

“Right. An arrest would make us all feel better,” she said.

“Not exactly. The man’s dead.”

“I hope it was done by a senior citizen,” Gramps said.

“Earl! Shame on you.”

Gramps waved her away. “Saved taxpayer money to have him housed and executed.”

“Is this from the man who opposes the death penalty?” Gran said.

“Abby girl, some no-goods can’t be rehabilitated.”

Daniel had heard this discussion before, and he’d better stop it now. “The man chased Laurel, fired at her, and she shot him. Drove the same truck that fired at us. Both times stolen license plates were used.”

Gramps held up a finger. “You ought to hold on to her. Never know when you might need an extra gun.”

“You have a point.” Daniel had no desire to discuss Laurel when everything was on hold until the scammers were arrested.

“I received a card in the mail yesterday,” Gran said.

“You didn’t tell me.” Gramps swallowed half a piece of banana bread.

“What’s the occasion?”

Gran disappeared and returned a few moments later. She placed the card before him, her fingers shaking. “Maybe your friends at the FBI can analyze this.”

Daniel opened the thinking-of-you card and read the message. He masked the fear swirling through him with a calm demeanor. “Those guys don’t give up.”

“Apparently not,” she said.

Gramps took the card. “Sniveling coward! Just let him come near my Abby.”

Daniel touched his arm. “Good men are guarding the house. You’re safe. We both know Gran is a better shot than we are.” He focused on her. “Can I take this to the FBI?”

“Sure. I wanted to burn it but thought better of it.” She lifted her stubborn chin. “Don’t think I won’t unload on whoever’s doing this.”

“Promise me you won’t go anywhere. Not even with a bodyguard.”

“Staying here is boring,” Gran said. “I can’t experience the world.”

“Please. You asked my help in this.”

“All right. You have my word.”

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