“Top of the morning to you, Paige. Did I wake you?”
“Yes, Gabriel. You did.”
“I hacked into the warehouse’s security system last night. Axel showed up after he got word that some of his crew were dead. He thinks it was the Russians. You should have seen his reaction.” He laughed.
“Did you erase the footage?” I asked.
“Of course. Poof. It was gone within seconds, just as Axel sat down to view what had happened. Did you look at the drive yet?”
“No. I’m going to now.”
“Why didn’t you last night after you copied the files? That’s not like you.”
“I went to the bar for a drink and met a guy. We went back to his place. I was too tired by the time I got home.”
“Who is this guy you were with?”
“Just a random guy.”
“Insert the drive, and we’ll look at it together.”
“I will after I make some coffee. So, keep an eye on your monitors. Bye, Gabriel.”
“Don’t you dare, Paige?—”
Click.
I ended the call, used the bathroom, and headed to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. Once the coffee had finished brewing, I took the cup to my computer, inserted the flash drive, and downloaded everything on it. Numbers and codes filled my screen. As I scrolled, two pictures appeared.
“Oh shit,” I said.
My phone rang. Glancing at it, I saw that Gabriel was calling.
“It’s about time, Paige,” he said.
“Excuse me for wanting coffee, Gabriel.”
“The two men are Eric Noles and his attorney, Parker Hamilton. Eric is the accountant who runs the books for Elias. He was picked up by the FBI and brought in a couple of days ago. He’s going into witness protection for flipping on Elias.”
“And his attorney knows all about Elias, and now he’s a loose end,” I sighed.
“Paige, you need to make sure Eric stays safe in jail until he’s moved into witness protection, and you need to keep an eye on the lawyer. Do what you need to.”
“Don’t I always?”
“I’ll be in touch.” He ended the call.
After showering and getting dressed, I grabbed the keys to the Mercedes and drove to the police station.
“How can I help you?” An officer behind the window asked.
“I’m an associate at The Hamilton Group, and I need to speak with Eric Noles.”
“I’m afraid that’s impossible, ma’am.”
“First, don’t call me ma’am. Second, why? I’m part of his legal team.”
“Eric Noles was found dead in his jail cell about thirty minutes ago. Someone shanked him.”