It was neat, organized, and empty of anything incriminating. Tabby had searched the place twice, even going so far as to knock on all the walls and the floor to see if there were any hidden compartments. Other than a Glock and a shotgun, which weren’t illegal, there was nothing that could be used against him. “We have to go,” Linx said. “I know. Just let me look through the filing cabinet one more time,” Tabby said. Linx stopped her before she could open the drawer. “You’ve already searched it twice. There is nothing here.” Angry tears filled her eyes. “There has to be. I know he’s dirty. I know it.” Linx’s expression softened and he caressed her face. “You’re right, but he is smart enough not to get caught so easily. We’ll have to think of something else.” “Like what?” Tabby slumped down into Sergei’s chair. “I thought for sure that he was hiding something here.” “We could always kidnap your sister.” He grinned at her. “Then what?” A lone tear slipped down her cheek before Tabby could scrub it away.
