“Nothing. Meaning I couldn’t find anything that might connect her to Colorado. No relatives, no job, no credit card action.”
Harper pressed her thumb to her forehead where the beginning of a headache gathered. “Which might be exactly why she came here. For the very fact there was nothing in her past or present to lead anyone to think she’d run here.”
“True. What else do you need?”
“Nothing. I needed what you just gave me.” The assurance that Riley was on the up and up being the most important piece of intel. She was rather surprised at the intense relief that flowed through her.
“Great. Then I’ve got one more thing for you.”
“I’m ready.”
“I just got off the phone with Max. We’ve got the evidence in house and will be going through it shortly.”
“Keep me updated.”
“Of course.”
“Thanks, Dylan.”
She hung up. The fact that the evidence was already back at headquarters amazed her although it really shouldn’t. Their unit’s resources by far surpassed anyone else’s. By helicopter, the flight time was probably slightly over an hour. Which meant they should have more information about the evidence by dinnertime.
In the meantime, assuming she had Max’s okay, she needed to see how Riley felt about striking a deal with the FBI.
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