Page 51 of Hunting Justice
“Well, yeah, that works too,” Alana said.
Juliette shook her head. “No. I mean, I found a commonality in three of the cases. Witnesses reported that three of our victims were seen with Congressman Clifton Sanford the week before they went missing.”
Matt scooted to the edge of his seat. “Now that is interesting. Does it say where?”
Juliette squinted at the paper. “All three had dinner with him at Twilight Serenade.”
Matt whistled between his teeth. “Whoa. That’s upscale.”
“No kidding. I’d say interviewing Congressman Sanford just went to the top of the priority list.” Noelle set her laptop on the end table.
“Matt, when will the crime scene techs release Ken’s office?” Jonah itched to compare the documents on the flash drive with his friend’s paper documents in his file cabinet.
“I’ll make sure they finish by Monday.”
“Thanks, man.”
“I’d like to take a peek at those reports myself. Mind if I join you?” Matt asked.
“Not at all.” Jonah turned to Noelle. “That might be a great time for you and Decia to visit Congressman Sanford.”
“If Alana or Juliette can cover bodyguard duties, then I’ll give Decia a call.”
Matt threw his hands up. “What am I? Chopped liver?”
Jonah chuckled.
“Hardly. But you’ll be busy searching documents with Doc. Someone needs to have your back.” Juliette rested her elbows on the coffee table and met Noelle’s gaze. “I’ll take the Monday morning shift so you can go see Congressman Sanford.”
“Sounds like a plan.” Jonah’s need to sift through Ken’s files outweighed his desire to argue. “Anything else?”
“I don’t think so.” Alana stacked the papers she’d read into a neat pile. “We have a starting point. It’s more than we had a couple hours ago.”
The others tidied up the living room, leaving it spotless. Jonah hadn’t noticed before how everyone took care of Noelle. They all knew she had OCD tendencies, and they catered to those needs without saying a word about it.
Documents returned to the box, Matt lifted it. “Where would you like this, Noelle?”
She glanced at the kitchen table, then twisted her mouth to the side, thinking. “I’ll take it to my office.”
“I’ve got it. Point me in the right direction.” Matt pivoted, holding the box out of her reach.
Noelle pointed to the hall. “Second door on the right.” She hugged her waist as she watched Matt head to her private war room.
Jonah leaned in and whispered, “He doesn’t know about your murder wall, does he?”
She shook her head.
Task accomplished, Matt entered the living room. “Interesting decorations.” He grabbed his Pepsi can and tossed it in the recycle bin. “I’ll see you Monday morning, Doc. Let me know if you need anything before then.”
“Will do.” Jonah walked him to the front door. He glanced over his shoulder, then back to his friend. “Thanks for not saying much about her office.”
“You knew about all that?”
“Yes. However, remember, I just found out about why not long before you did.”
Matt stuffed his hands in his pockets. “I wish she’d said something before. We would have helped.”
“I know, man. I do too. But I can only imagine what she’s gone through over the years.” Jonah scrunched his forehead.