Jake and Officer Eugent were the ones who found the shooter, while Turner was snuggled up to Annie. The call came from Jake around nine that morning, asking Turner to head downtown to the chief’s temporary office. They’d identify the SUV then. But Eugent was pretty certain the man he’d arrested was the one who’d shot at them.
Turner thought it seemed a bit convenient. And he told Elliot that. The chief agreed. “But, hell, Turner, my hands are tied until I find something else. Jake was with Collin when the man actually confessed.”
“How?”
“Eugent made a traffic stop. The man was already wanted for priors. In exchange for favors, he admitted he knew something about who shot the mayor. Gave up his own brother in exchange for less time.”
“That just seems far too coincidental. Too easy.” Turner shot Elliot a look. “And I’m not willing to take chances on this. Annie could have been killed.”
“I know. I wouldn’t be too willing to accept the easy answer if it had been me and Gabby out there.” Elliot smoothed the files across his desk. “Here’s the deal…there’s someone in my department feeding information to various lowlifes and thugs. We have determined that. And Delancey confirmed it. But we can’t identify who yet. All signs are pointing to Jeremy Wilsox. He was an officer with our department we lost in the storm. His remains have yet to be found. He and Delancey were close. She swears he was innocent. I believe her, but evidence says otherwise.”
“So what does that have to do with the shooting?”
“It’s possible someone forced this man to confess. I still have Daniel and his people trying to connect the dots. But watch yourself out there.”
“I will. Do I need to worry about Annie? Honestly?”
“After what happened with me and Gabby, I will never tell you not to watch the woman you love closely. Losing her is just not worth the risk.”
“She’s got court today.” Her caseworker had called just as Turner was stepping out of the shower. The judge’s docket had been suddenly changed because of a family funeral to take place in Oklahoma in three days. Her adoption hearing had been moved to 1:45. Three days earlier than she’d expected.
It was the first time he’d ever seen Annie panic.
He had calmed her down just fine.
Turner had wanted to be there. But he had a meeting with the city council that probably wouldn’t end until two.
“Finalizing?”
“Yes.” She’d been a nervous wreck when she’d opened her eyes that morning and saw him next to her. Heat had hit her cheeks, and her blue eyes had been so shy. He’d had to love the shyness away.
Before Elliot’s office had called, they’d been cuddled around each other. He’d made her a promise to see that everything was ok. He intended to keep that. He was going to be her oasis from the world whenever she needed him.
“Then give her my congratulations.”
“I’ll do that.”
And if he was lucky, he’d be at the courthouse to support her and the boys. He was just going to have to find a way to make it happen.