“Will do, Mr. Stover,” Knix said.
The older man nodded, cast me a sharp glance, and then departed.
“Well, he’s a ball of sunshine,” Texas said dryly.
“Ignore him,” Knix said. “We’ve got more important things to do.”
“Do you still want me to stay here?” Bellamy asked.
Knix nodded. “Keep an eye on Stover and go back through Jenna’s office space. Interview employees. Find out if she went out with any of her coworkers here. If they knew anything about her casework.”
“Will do.” Bellamy passed by me, pausing to press a kiss to my forehead before he disappeared out the door.
“I’ll still be going back to the hotel with Texas and once we have the owner of the car’s name, we’ll head out and track him down.” Knix straightened away from the table. “Where else did she go on the day before she went missing?”
Texas scribbled a few things down in his notebook and tore off two slips of paper. “Just two places—a coffee shop and a bank.”
“Alright,” Knix nodded to Grayson. “You take the bank. Ask for their security footage and see when she was there and who she spoke with. Interview employees.”
“Will do.” Grayson took the slip of paper Texas held up and winked at me as he, too, walked out.
“What about me?” I asked.
“We’ll take the coffee shop,” Marv said, snatching the last slip of paper from Texas’ hand before coming to stand at my side. “And we’ll reconvene later tonight.”
“Alright, keep me updated,” Knix agreed.
Marv took my hand, but before I let myself be dragged out, I pulled to a stop in front of Knix and went on my tiptoes. Knix stared down at me before a soft smile graced his lips. He bent down to meet me halfway and brushed a soft kiss across my lips.
“Be careful,” he whispered.
“Always,” I promised just before I retook Marv’s hand and we strode out of the meeting room. Hopefully, by this time tomorrow, we’d know exactly where Jenna had gone and would be well on our way to getting her back.