Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 93984 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93984 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
“Yes, we think your wife might have been killed for what she knew about the drug,” Justin confessed. “It doesn’t look like a car accident. We think someone intentionally ran her off the road. The same way Dr. Weiss’s death was not about a burglary.”
“Fuck,” Devon whispered. He covered his mouth with his hand, but there was no missing the way his eyes glistened with tears. He blinked and the tears spilled down his cheeks. “She hadn’t been sleeping. I’d been sure she’d fallen asleep behind the wheel that night on her way home from work. How could someone do that? She was trying to save lives with her work.”
“And the drug stands to make Iaso billions if it is approved by the FDA,” Gabriel said.
Devon stood, bringing Gabriel to his feet as well. “What should I do? There’s got to be something I can do. My wife was killed and—”
“Your first priority is to take care of your daughter,” Justin interrupted. “I’m sure that’s what your wife would have wanted you to focus on.”
“We will investigate your wife’s and Dr. Weiss’s deaths further. If we have any additional questions or information, we will contact you,” Gabriel continued.
Devon looked at Justin and then Gabriel before finally nodding. He didn’t appear to be happy with their advice, but it really was the best thing in this situation.
“Thank you.”
Gabriel pushed to his feet. “We’ll be in contact if we have any information we can share.”
Justin led the way to the front door with Gabriel and a dazed Devon following behind them. They were lucky the poor man was so stunned by their information and questions that he wasn’t asking for their contact information.
As they got back to the street, Gabriel paused and looked at the house, then up and down the street. No one was out. There were no kids playing and no cars on the road. A breeze stirred, rustling the trees and pushing around the flowers. He could see no people, but he could feel eyes on him. And not just the nosy-neighbor type of eyes.
“I’m thinking that we need to have another little outing this evening after the sun sets,” Gabriel murmured.
“How do you know he’s going to come after the widower?” Justin asked. He stood with his hands shoved into the pockets of his slacks.
“I don’t. The person who hired the assassin is Elba, and he needs to silence the husband in case he knows something; or it’s Dane, which means the killer could go after the husband or Elba.”
“We risk Elba.”
Gabriel shrugged. “But then we know it’s Hamilton.” He glanced over to see Justin giving him a look indicating that he wasn’t in the least bit amused. “Besides, if it was Hamilton, he would have likely gone after Elba already.”
“Unless he needed Elba to complete the FDA application.”
A groan of frustration rumbled up Gabriel’s throat, and he led the way to the car. “Fine. Then we check out Elba tonight.”
“No, I think you’re right.”
Gabriel swung around to find Justin grinning at him. “You’re a pain in the ass.”
“True. But there’s also a little girl in that house who’s already lost her mom. It’d be good if she didn’t lose her dad too.”
Gabriel nodded and hit the key fob to unlock the car. That was a point he’d not wanted to make out loud. That family had been torn apart enough, and he didn’t want another innocent death on his conscience.
Devon Jones should be raising his daughter with his wife, but that wasn’t going to happen. Gabriel had a sneaking suspicion the killer was already out there watching them or the house. If they’d put the Jones family in danger, he would not forgive himself.
Chapter 17
Justin really hated to admit it, but he was struggling to keep his eyes off Gabriel’s ass in those tight black pants. They were sneaking through the heavily landscaped yards near the Jones home with Gabriel in the lead.
The man looked sexy as hell dressed all in black. Of course, he was usually dressed all in black, but this time he also looked deadly as hell since the outfit was topped off with two Glocks and at least a half dozen knives. God only knew what else was stashed on his long, muscular frame.
The fact that he was crawling through the bushes near the Jones home sporting a fucking semi meant he’d either lost his mind or he’d developed something of a death wish. Probably a little of both. He definitely wanted to crawl all over Gabriel and see if he could find where he’d hid all his weapons.
His attraction for Gabriel wasn’t sane. No, the attraction was sane in that Gabriel was an incredibly handsome man. It was that other things were starting to creep in when it came to the assassin. Justin could feel himself growing more protective of him, worried about his nightmares and the dark things from his past.