Chapter 12: Part 3

Bill pulled the phone from his pocket and pushed the on button, not even caring who was dogging him. "Rowland here."



"Bill, it's time for you to come home."



His boss, great. Not only was he close to finding the bastard who had done this, but he might be able to stop the guy from taking another girl. "Why?"



"This wild goose chase you're on is wasting time and money. And don't say you're taking care of the bill, I know that. I need you here."



"I'm close to solving this."



"You can solve it from home."



"No I can't."



"Agent Rowland. This isn't a suggestion, it's an order."



"You come how now. We'll put someone else on the case and let them find the guy, but you are coming home now."



"Why? Is this because I'm loaded and the guys are complaining? Why do I get to spend the week on a tropical island when the other guys have to make do in crappy town."



"Catch the next plane."



"No."



"What?" Banks roared.



"Give me three days to close this up. It makes no sense to send someone else when I'm already here."



"It doesn't have to make sense, it's the FBI."



"Damn it, Banks, I'm close."



"Two days, including today. That means tomorrow. And by tomorrow I mean I want you back in your office before close of day."



"Fine, but if I find the guy I need to stay here and finish it off."



"Deal."



Bill punched end a little too hard on his phone. He wished he could toss the damn thing into the ocean and forget all the politics and crap involved in being a part of the agency.



His phone buzzed, indicating that he had a voice mail. He checked his display. Amanda had called. He should pick up the message but he didn't. She could wait, especially if she wanted to tell him to buzz off.



He could no more buzz off than he could let her attacker go without trying to find the bastard. He could ignore her message for a few hours. Right now he needed to spend the next few hours tracking down every lead he had on Sam.



He couldn't believe that the Sam he knew was capable of this, but people change. His wife was the perfect example of people changing. She'd gone from the perfect companion to share his life with to a crazed maniac who took advantage of everyone.

Copyright Sara Thacker 2011