“Well, there’s nothing more you can do about that,” said Michelle briskly.
“I’ve certainly done enough with Dana, including almost killing her.”
That statement hung in the air like a ball of concrete until Michelle said, “Did you eat?”
“No, I’m not hungry.”
“Tyler made a great dinner. We have some leftovers.”
“I’m not hungry, Michelle,” he said firmly.
She sat and stared up at him while Tyler hovered nervously in the background.
“Okay. Tyler has heard nothing back from his email. So what now? Did you exercise your little brain cells while you were gone?”
“I did. But I’m afraid not much came out of them.” He glanced over at Tyler. “I’m really hoping that your dad gets back to us, Tyler. Without that we don’t have much to go on.”
“Anything on the three guys at the mall?” asked Michelle.
“I’m sure there’s a lot, we’re just not privy to any of it.”
“McKinney sure as hell won’t be keeping us in the loop,” said Michelle dryly.
“All he wants to do is arrest us.”
“Or shoot us,” added Michelle.
“I’ve got a few contacts at the local police,” said Sean. “They might know something about it.”
“Even a name would be helpful,” she said.
“More than we have to go on right now,” added Sean.
Tyler said, “But if my dad contacts me, we might have a lot more to work with.”
Sean exchanged a glance with Michelle.
Tyler saw this and said, “My dad didn’t do anything wrong. And he’s going to come back here and clear his name.”
“I’m sure he would want to do that,” said Michelle quietly.
Tyler scowled. “But you don’t think he’ll make it back. You think he’s dead, don’t you?”
Sean said, “The answer is we don’t know, Tyler. We hope he’s not dead.”
Tyler looked away.
“I did get one bit of information,” said Sean.
Michelle and Tyler perked up at this. “What?” they both said together.
“The name of someone at DTI who your dad worked with.”
“How did you score that?” asked Michelle.
“Yeah,” added Tyler. “He never talked about his work to me.”
“Friend of a friend.”