Page 107 of See You Maybe
Declan grit his teeth. “I told Cara I wouldn’t let anything happen to him. Wes will not go back to jail.”
He knew his sister wasn’t happy about Wes being involved, but his new brother-in-law was an extremely skilled hacker, though these days he used his talents in a strictly legal capacity. When he offered to help, Declan hadn’t hesitated. “How does Wes’s app work?”
Brady retrieved a cell phone from his pocket and set it on the desk in front of Declan before explaining. “Essentially, once the app is pulled up, someone simply needs to place the copying phone within nine inches of the target phone they want to clone. Wes said it can access everything cont?—”
“How long?” Declan didn’t care about the details. “How long for it to copy the new passcodes to my father’s estate?”
“One minute. Provided there isn’t extra firewall protection.”
Declan glanced up from the phone with a frown. “And if there is?”
“Two to three minutes. Wes is confident his app will crack whatever defenses Chris’s phone has installed.”
Declan nodded, satisfaction surging through him.
They were so close.
“After, I'll send one of my guys to?—”
“No.” Declan cut him off.
Brady’s brow creased, but Declan saw by the look on Vincent’s face, the older man understood Declan’s intentions.
“Even with the codes, it’s going to require a certain amount of skill to slip in and out undetected.” Brady was persistent.
“I’m not worried about that.” Declan pushed the phone back toward Brady. “I have no intention of hiding that I was there.”
Brady scowled. “He could go to the police.”
“He won’t. There would be too many questions. Particularly if I find my father’s urn. Besides, I know the house better than anyone.” His face darkened. “It was my home. I have the best chance of getting in and out before security is alerted.
Brady looked at Vincent, but the man’s expression didn’t change. Vincent knew it was pointless to argue with Declan.
“Last place I saw the urn was on the fireplace mantel in your father’s study. It’s been almost two years. She might have moved it,” Vincent added.
“If it’s in the house, I'll find it.” Cold promise rang in his voice. “If my lab discovers thallium present in the ashes, we will have what we need to overturn the will. It’s proof my father was murdered. Between Trey’s recorded confession to Cami about Chris ordering the thallium…”
“That won’t hold up in a court of law. It’s hearsay.” Brady grinned at Vincent’s dumbfounded expression. “What? I know things.”
Declan stared at the man. He didn’t explain that he only needed someone to officially open a case in his father’s death. A few favors called in, along with some well-placed bribes. Declan had no doubt he would get the ruling to set aside his father’s last will.
However, Declan was also sure that Brady would report back to his brothers if he said anything like that. Luke and James might suspect the lengths to which Declan would go, but he didn’t see any reason to add to the family tension. He didn’t want his family involved. The risk would be his alone.
Declan pushed to his feet. “How soon can you get me the cloned phone?”
“How’s Rhodes undercover?” Brady asked Vincent.
“Excellent.”
“I’ll tell him to get on a flight. Tomorrow night soon enough?” Brady looked at Declan. “By the way. Your invoice is going to have a new name.” He grinned. “We’re now Elite Security Solutions, and our rates have gone up.”
“You’re working together?” That surprised Declan.
After David Bloom’s death, Vincent sold his services as a mercenary. It was hard to imagine the man behind a desk. “You’re going to settle in Atlanta?”
If he hadn’t been watching the man’s grizzled face so closely, Declan would have missed the faint red that appeared on his cheekbones.
“Getting too old for the field.”