on one of the search party teams but I’ll find why that name rings a bell,” he promised.
“Thanks, man,” Garrett said sincerely.
“Sure.” Mike waved them off. “Now get out of here. I’ll call you.”
Haas gripped Garrett’s shoulder so he turned and followed the investigator down the hall and out of the door.
“The law firm is the connection,” Garrett said after he was back in Haas’ SUV.
“Let’s head to the Bolton house before I take you into my office,” Haas suggested.
He nodded in agreement. “He might have taken some files home. That might be why whoever started the fire did so.”
“I agree,” Haas said.
He grabbed his backpack and pulled out a small notebook. Garrett wanted to get his thoughts down. They now knew that the connection was Randy, Mike and the law firm. That was more than they’d had the day before. He also wanted to go back and search through the files for everything on the names that Mike had given them. He was especially interested in the young man who’d tried to sue the owners of the hardware store. The threats he’d made could have led to going after the lawyers. The question was how they would connect with the other fires.
As Garrett scribbled down the avenues he wanted to proceed, Haas drove them toward the Bolton house. By the time they pulled up in front of the half-burnt structure, Garrett was done and replacing his notebook. He climbed out of the vehicle before swinging his backpack over his shoulder.
Garrett paused halfway up the walk to the house. It was funny how when he went back to a house that had been on fire it always struck him how different the place looked when there wasn’t smoke or flames billowing out. Or without the firefighters, cops and other authorities that were always out during a fire.
What he’d worried would be a complete loss now sat tall with minimal damage.
“The kitchen and living room are the worst,” Haas told him. “They’ll be able to fix them up.”
Garrett nodded. At least Nick wasn’t going to lose his home. Well, if they found his dad. No one had told Nick how bad it could be. Randy might already be dead. Garrett hoped not. He wanted to reunite Nick with his dad, but sometimes the evil in the world won. “Let’s find something.”
He followed Haas up to the porch. It wouldn’t be until they got inside the house that they really had to be cautious in case the structure was unstable.
Haas unlocked and pushed open the door, allowing Garrett to enter first. He pulled his flashlight from the front pocket of his bag and turned it on. There wouldn’t be any electricity until the structure was inspected to ensure there weren’t electrical issues that could cause another fire.
The interior of the house was damp from the water that had been sprayed. The scent of the soot filled the area and made his eyes water. He glanced over his shoulder but noted that Haas didn’t seem to be having any problems. That surprised him, since he knew that shifters had better senses than humans.
“Let’s see if he has an office here,” Haas suggested.
Garrett nodded. It was a good bet that Randy did, being a lawyer. They passed the room that he’d found Nick in, the next was what appeared to be the master bedroom.
The cops were right. It was clear that a struggle had taken place. Items were littered on the floor, a lamp had been knocked over and even a picture had fallen.
“They took him from here,” Garrett guessed.
“Looks like it,” Haas agreed.
Garrett continued on past the bathroom to the only other entrance. The place was wrecked, just as Randy’s office had been. Someone had been looking hard for something and since they’d taken Randy, they probably hadn’t found it yet.
“What do they want?” he asked out loud.
“Whatever it is, we need to find it,” Haas said.
“I’ll take the right side of the room,” Garrett offered.
“Okay.”
Garrett set his backpack down on the desk and crouched beside it.
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