Free Brute Justice (Justice Series) by Kim Jewell Page A

tracking him. Who knows how long they had been following him. But if they were keeping any diary of his travel, surely they knew his apartment location and his office. Oh, and possibly Sara’s house. Sara… What to do about Sara?
    The more he thought about it, the more he realized how dangerous it was to have them tracking him. They were a connection to his past, and he could not let them catch up to him. He made a mental note to change his address – easy enough to do.
    He picked up the phone to call his realtor. “Hi, Jane? This is Donald. I was thinking about expanding my practice. Can you help me locate a larger office – something similar to my current set up, but with more delivery rooms? Oh, and while you’re at it, since business is going so well, I’m thinking about buying instead of renting – maybe a condo? Or a small house in the outskirts? Something private.”
    He listened to the excited chatter of his real estate agent on the other end. She would make a hefty commission on this piece of work, so of course she was thrilled.
    “That’s great, Jane. Yes, the sooner the better. If I’m going to be moving, it makes sense to do it all at once. Thank you so much. Looking forward to hearing back from you soon.”
    He hung up the phone, knowing he was doing the right thing. As for Sara, well he wasn’t ready to be done with her just yet. She was quite useful in a number of ways, but he didn’t want to ask her to move in with him. Sometimes a man just needed his own space. He’d think about it some more, figure out what to do with her later.
    For now, he was done being tracked by a bunch of teenagers. He wouldn’t allow these kids to be a step ahead of him any longer. He took the two black devices from their resting places, dropped them to the floor, and with a resounding stomp from the heel of his wing tip, they were rendered useless.
    “Let’s see what they think of that,” he muttered.

Chapter Twelve
     
    He’s off the grid. Holy crap.
    “Sam!” Clint yelled louder than necessary, as Sam was in the same room. Not to mention his extremely sensitive ears.
    “What?”
    “He’s found the devices.”
    “How do you know?” Sam’s legs took just three strides to cross the room. Looking over Clint’s shoulder, he could see instantly the “blips” of activity they had tracked for weeks now had vanished from the radar. “Did you expand the search? Could he be traveling in another state?”
    “I tried that already.”
    “Out of the country?”
    “He’s nowhere. He’s found them, most likely destroyed them, which is why they’re not traceable anymore.”
    “So we can’t track him by computer any longer?”
    “Nope.”
    “We need to get the map out and get over to those three locations – now – to see if we can find him, locate his car. Man, I wish we’d have tagged his car before now!”
    Great. Just when we finally got everyone calmed down and civil again. Now we have to rush off on this emergency… Dad’s gonna blow.
    “Clint?”
    “Yes. Yeah, of course you’re right,” he agreed reluctantly. “I just wish we didn’t have to do it right now. We finally got everyone chilled again.”
    They sat in Sam’s room, alone for the moment. Everyone else was downstairs cleaning up the kitchen and visiting.
    “Okay,” Sam said. “I don’t see why everyone needs to know about this. You and I can go over and handle it ourselves – we’ll let the girls stay here and work with Jade.”
    “Good, that’s good. Should we take our dads with us?”
    “Probably a good idea. I want my dad to know what’s going on, and we should probably tell yours, too. Mom’ll freak. Let’s split up – guys and girls.”
    “Right.”
    “I’ll fill Lexi and Leesha in on the development.” Sam projected to the girls, who agreed to keep Marcy and Jade busy while the guys took their field trip across town.
     
     
    While in route, Sam and Clint filled in their fathers on the latest discovery.
    “So