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equipment, filled out the tax form, took her money, and headed back out onto the sweltering streets of Key West with a smile on her face and peace wrapping itself around her.
     
     

CHAPTER 4
     
    Mitch picked up the phone and checked the caller ID. “Hey Dani, what’s up?”
    “Well your girl’s trail went cold in Atlanta. It seems she quit using ID right around then, must have occurred to her that folks could track it.”
    “That’s it?”
    “Hold up. I’m not done.” She laughed at his impatience. “Anyway, she’s probably lucky that she did because it seems a day after she hit—and left—Atlanta a certain bike club showed up there. They raised a little hell, just enough to get a couple bike clubs who didn’t generally work together to come together in order to stomp a mud hole in their asses and send them back to Memphis, knowing they might be badass in Memphis but Memphis isn’t the ATL.”
    “So she might not even be in Atlanta?” He was never going to find her. “This is the same stuff you already told me.”
    “I know. I told you months ago, because that was all there was to tell. However, just three days ago there was a big write-up in the Memphis papers. A certain nephew of a certain leader of a certain bike club wound up dead. Some dealers gunned him down. Nobody’s talking but we can deduce the obvious.”
    Mitch felt his stomach tightened. “So you found Cara?”
    “Maybe. It seems that a tax form was filed that matches Cara’s personal information. In Key West, at a little tattoo shop. It’s the craziest thing, though. The shop is owned by a shell corporation and has been for almost two years. It doesn’t advertise but it does a brisk business. It has rave reviews but nobody seems to talk about the people who work there… Which is weird, since most people are pretty personally attached to the people who do their tats, from what I can see.”
    She was taking a good-natured dig at him. Mitch smiled but it was short-lived. “Okay, so how will you know if it’s her?”
    “You authorize me funds to go to Key West,” Dani spoke cheerfully. “Also, I happen to know a few people who love Cuban cigars, and wouldn’t mind it if I brought a few back.”
    “Done. I’ll call Spencer and get the expense account opened. Call me as soon as you lay eyes on her.”
    “Will do.” Dani paused, “You know, Mitch, you might be doing all of this for nothing. I mean, I get she’s in trouble, but do you get that she just might not be into you?”
    He clenched his jaw. “Yeah, I get that. I know this borders on stalking too, and would be if things were different. Right now I just want to make sure she’s okay.”
    Dani said, “That I can do. What I can’t do is make the woman want to talk to you. That is not part of the job, Mitch; you’re going to have to do that one on your own.”
    Mitch said ruefully, “You might actually have a better chance of getting her to talk to me than I do, to be honest.”
    Dani laughed. “Well, maybe you should get a haircut and put some deodorant on next time.” Then she hung up, leaving him shaking his head. Dani was a little rough around the edges, thanks to her years in a very elite military squad made up of five men… and one woman.
    She was lethal. Literally. She could fashion bombs out of almost anything, and she could shoot a moving target from two hundred yards. She was trained to kill, and he often wondered what it was she had seen over there in those vast and shining deserts.
    He knew exactly what Roger had seen; Roger had come back pretty changed, but he’d recovered and moved on. He wasn’t sure if the same could be said of Dani.
    Dani worked out of her house and she was available to go anywhere at any time. He knew she was working several cases at the moment, and with good reason. If anyone could find something or someone that was lost, it was Dani. It wasn’t just that she could somehow manage to find tax forms, confidential information