I sighed and turned my gaze back to the screen. All of the pictures Hadley took in Wyoming were saved to my computer. I couldn’t stop looking at them, at her. “Neither did I,” I murmured.
For the next hour, I searched through everything I could find on George Rivers’ whereabouts. I called his office and all they would say was that he was out of town for a couple of days. There wasn’t much to go on, especially since he hadn’t paid for anything with any of his credit cards recently, so I could track his location. There was, however, a sum of five million dollars taken out of his bank two days ago, the day Hadley was killed.
“What are you up to, George?” I mumbled at the screen.
“What do you mean?” Nick asked.
I’d been completely engrossed in my work and forgotten he was in the room. I pointed at the screen and he walked over. “You see this? That’s five million dollars taken out of George Rivers’ account two days ago. Why the hell would he need that much money?”
Nick shook his head. “Have you figured out where he’s at?”
“Not yet. I’m trying to tap into his phone to see if I can locate him that way. It just takes time. Once I link in, all we’ll have to do is wait.” I typed in the information and waited for the wheel of death to stop spinning. Nick watched on in fascination and we both breathed a sigh of relief when my software synced with George’s phone. I knew it would, but being in the middle of a desolate town, I figured it’d take longer.
“How long do we have to wait?”
“I don’t know,” I answered with a shrug. “It depends on how far away he is. Once we find him, hopefully, it’ll give us an idea of what he’s up to.”
“You don’t think he had anything to do with the accident do you? He was always so overly protective of Hadley.”
“You’re right. I don’t believe he would ever purposely hurt her. I just want to know what he’s up to.”
I clicked over to another screen where a picture of her working in the barn popped up. She wasn’t looking when I’d taken it, but I had to have proof that I’d gotten her to shovel shit. She would’ve killed me if she knew I took it.
“Is that Hadley?” Nick asked. Nodding, I turned the computer toward him. His eyes lit up when he looked at her. “What is she doing?”
Chuckling, I pointed at her picture. “Shoveling shit. When she first came out to Wyoming, I didn’t want her there. I thought it was an insult to my talent to have to babysit a spoiled Hollywood brat.”
“She was never like that,” he snapped.
I held up my hand. “I know, but it took a while for me to see. Anyway, I made her sweep out the stalls and help me in the barn. She turned out to be one hell of a rider. Nightshade loved her.”
“I went about it all wrong,” he grumbled. “Who would’ve thought she’d want a guy who made her clean up horse shit?”
The memories made me laugh. “My thought exactly.”
A sad smile spread across his face. “Do you mind if I scroll through the pictures? I’ve never seen her like this.”
I nodded and turned the computer toward him. He burst out laughing when he saw the pictures of me in the Mexican pointy boots. I didn’t want to think about what it was going to be like getting on a plane and going home without her.
A phone rang. My pulse spiked when I saw who it was. “Logan. Got any news?”
“Do I ever,” he exclaimed. “Are you sitting down?”
“Yeah.”
“Good, hold on. I’m sending over a video.” He clicked away on his computer. “You’re never going to believe this shit. I was having trouble with the clarity, but I had one of my friends clean it up for me. Let me know when you get it.”
Heart racing, I grabbed my computer back from Nick and logged into my government email. “I have it. Clicking on it now.”
“All right. It’s dark, so we had to look at it through the night vision sensor. Tell me when you see the crash.”
Taking a deep breath, I held it in as I watched the car slam into the tree. I’d been in car accidents before and knew that hit shouldn’t have incapacitated them.