Bishop's Flight by Elizabeth Hunter

Author:Elizabeth Hunter [Hunter, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781959590248
Publisher: Elizabeth Hunter

Brigid and Carwyn returned to their borrowed house to find Miguel and Lee nearly jumping up and down in front of the computers.

“There.” Miguel pointed to the screen. “I saw him texting that name too.”

“Texting?” Lee glanced at them. “Hey, boss. Hey, Carwyn.”

Carwyn murmured, “Well, good to finally have that confirmed.”

“Uh…” Miguel frowned. “Yeah, messaging. Whatever. On that Discord thing on his phone.”

Lee nodded and switched to another screen. “So this is another person he was likely chatting with.”

“Yes.” Miguel’s voice was nearly vibrating. “And you can get his phone number?”

Brigid and Carwyn kept their distance so they didn’t disturb the flow.

“Miguel, my friend, I will have this guy’s shoe size, social media handles, and kindergarten report card in a few minutes.” Lee typed with lightning-fast speed. “How many names does that make for the list?”

“Five confirmed with real names and IDs.”

“Cool.”

Brigid glanced at Carwyn and shook her head. “Care to fill us in?”

Miguel lifted a small notebook she’d seen sticking out of his jacket pocket the past few nights. “Lee’s found the kid’s online friends, and at least three of them were not who they were pretending to be online. I’m waiting for this last name; then I’m tracking these lowlifes down.”

“Lowlifes?” Carwyn asked.

“Most of the accounts belong to middle-aged men,” Lee said. “One woman. The majority of them don’t seem creepy; they just like acting immature online. But there are three who asked a lot of personal questions about Lucas. They could be working for Zasha.”

“And if they’re working for Zasha,” Brigid said, “they might have a clue where Lucas is being kept.” She patted Lee’s shoulder. “Good thinking.”

“They’re keeping the kid somewhere during the day,” Lee muttered, still typing. “Someone is going out to get newspapers and food and stuff for the kid to keep him happy. A hundred bucks says the errand runner is not Zasha Sokholov.”

“I won’t take that bet.” Brigid pointed to the third screen. “What’s the craic with this?”

“I have a program with pictures of the missing cars running over the downloaded footage that I’ve been able to access from traffic cams in the city. I’m getting a few hits, and as soon as I’m done with this, I’ll start going through them.” He turned to Miguel. “You ready for Wyvern24?”

“Hit me.”

“Name is Clarence Johnson, forty-five years old, grew up right here in Las Vegas, Nevada. Used-boat salesman. I’m not going to lie, he does not strike me as a typical gamer, so this one may be your guy.” The picture from the Nevada DMV showed a White man with an angular jaw wearing a blue polo shirt. He had a receding hairline, silver stubble, and a face that looked overly familiar with tanning beds. “I’ll email you his address.”

“Got it.” Miguel tucked the notebook in his pocket. “I’m heading out; the rest of the detail will stick with the house for now.”

“It’s really not necessary,” Brigid said. “Agnes and Rose made a deal with the Russian.”

“That may be,” Miguel said, “but until I get word directly from them, the other guys are staying.

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