Feeling heavy, she headed directly upstairs. She slid into her chair and turned on her computer. She needed to try and figure out something about the name she had gotten last night. Clayton had Livingston on it, but the truth was, Kyle could dig up things they couldn’t since Kyle did things completely illegally. With the scant information they had on this Janet, they needed to use all avenues possible. She sent her message out, asking for a background check on a Janet Parker, and hoped this information wasn’t going to cost her too much. Her computer dinged ten seconds later with Kyle’s response on the screen in an instant message window. No can do. I’m backed up here. With no help from you. Shit. That was code for he needed her to do something but knew if he asked, she’d turn him down. She crouched over the keyboard. Give me the details. Alaska. Two weeks. I’ve done a lot of the legwork, mapping the area, hoping someone can squeeze it in. Which is why I’m behind. “Alaska!”
