“She used to be an Iris girl?” Stunned didn’t even cover what I was feeling. I was thoroughly confused and shocked.
“Yes.” Texas took a corner a little sharper than expected and I nearly slid over into his seat. “Why aren’t you wearing your seatbelt?” he snapped, his tone tinged with concern as he let up on the gas
“I’m getting it,” I replied, my hand snapping out to grab at the rope of belt over my shoulder. We had been in such a rush that I’d completely forgotten.
Texas waited until I was securely buckled before he pressed his foot back on the gas. “She came over as a favor to her boss to do some digging. She was never prosecuting some random guy in another business.”
“Then what was she doing?” I asked.
“She was looking for evidence to prosecute someone within Bricker and Stein.”
My lips parted. “Stover…” The name echoed in the dim interior of the car as the rainstorm raged outside.
Texas tipped his jaw in a hard nod. “The guys must have figured it out,” he said, cursing harshly. “I should’ve realized it sooner.”
I reached over touching his arm even as he focused on the road. “It’s not your fault,” I said. “But do you think she found something—Jenna, I mean?”
“She must have,” Texas replied. “Or he must have caught on.”
“She can’t be at the office, though,” I said as he slowed at a light and turned my way with a frown. “He couldn’t have kept her at the office or let us around so much if that was the case,” I explained. “He certainly would have acted more nervous.”
“I don’t think you know men like him, Harlow,” Texas said. “He doesn’t care. If he’s the embezzler, and if he’s embezzling millions of dollars...you’d be surprised what men will do under the power of greed.”
The light turned green and we sped forward. “Do you think he’s going to hurt the guys?” I asked.
Texas’ lips firmed into a straight line. “I don’t know.”
“How can he keep them there? It’s four against one,” I said.
“I guarantee you, he probably has people working with or for him. He’s probably offered them a piece of the money pie if they’ll help him get it.”
I sank into the leather seat. My heart raced in my chest. The image of the guys being held at gunpoint flashed through my mind. My breath hitched and I chanced a glance at Texas. “Can you go any faster?”
He didn’t respond, but I felt the car jolt as he pressed down harder on the gas. I watched the watery roads outside and swore that no matter what happened, we would make it in time.