Levi sat down next to me and watched me run a picture search through the database.
At first, as the progress bar made its way to the end, nothing pulled up. A little bit of hope in me died. But then one result popped up at the very end.
I frowned and clicked on it. It was dated four years ago.
The file opened up in a new window, and the face on the article was one from a missing persons case.
The woman had disappeared without a trace. She was thought to have been on drugs at the time she disappeared. The person who had reported her missing was a friend, and she had no known family.
That didn’t explain why it popped up in PIB until I got to the name of the friend. Clyde O’Donald.
I glanced at Levi, who was scanning the text a second time. “I think it’s time I pay a visit to Agent O’Donald.”
“You risk him pulling my badge if you do that. If he finds out that I gave you access to the PIB database, I’m in trouble.”
Levi hesitated for a moment. “I don’t want to risk your job.”
“I’ll figure it out. It’s related to the shooting, so I’m sure I can sneak it to whoever is on that case.”
Levi chuckled. “It’s Detective Balin”
“Lovely, he hates me.”
“Has he contacted you at all about the shooting?”
I shook my head. “No, and he probably won’t. I didn’t know that O’Donald handed it back to the human police, the shooter was a shifter. Liz and I hid my damage pretty well. We didn’t let O’Donald know about me being drugged from it.”
That wasn’t something I wanted to experience again.
“Because Liz thought that he was behind the shooting.”
“That’s because he was making sure Abby was being tracked that day.” Liz walked in. “He kept glancing at his screen while we were on the scene. He made the mistake of not locking it when he put it down.” She glanced at Levi. “Each Agent carries a tracker. Abby happens to carry several, but her PIB one is rarely activated.”
I shrugged. “Oliver doesn’t like anyone else tracking me.”
“But O’Donald made sure that all trackers were on that day, and he was watching yours closely.”
I frowned. “He told me to stay in the office, and then I went to get coffee. Was he making sure that I listened to him?”
“I don’t know, but he knew exactly where you were when the shooting happened. That’s why I was so careful when you were shot on how long it took us to get back. I also texted Oliver to make sure that your tracker was off.”
I frowned. “I don’t remember that.”
“You were pretty in and out of it.”
I spun the computer around to face her. “Do you know this woman?”
She looked at the picture. “I’ve seen her around town. I don’t know why though.”
“She was reported missing four years ago by O’Donald. She acknowledged me when I was walking to the coffee shop.”
She continued to look at the picture. “Do you think they are trying to work together to assassinate you?”
“No, I think if that was the case, the killer would have hit his mark and not just caused chaos. Or just poison me.” I glanced at Levi. “You worked on the case when Thrills first came into play, can’t you use that to ask O’Donald about some information?”
“Not without admitting that you were poisoned with it.”
I made and ugh noise. “Okay fine, I’ll contact Detective Balin.”
Liz smiled. “I’ll work with him. You focus on Adrianna.” She clicked a couple things on my computer. “There, I sent me the file.”
I rolled my eyes, but relief swept through me. I really didn’t want to deal with the other detective. “How’s Mason doing?”
“He’s fine. Still sitting with the little girl.” Liz shrugged. “Go see her Monday if you can?”
I nodded. “Yeah, I’d like to talk to her a little bit. Maybe with a truth rune.”
“Probably a good idea.” She shut the computer.
Levi stood. “Thank you both for all the hard work. I’ll let Catalina know what we have found.”
I leaned back in the chair. “I’m going to go make dinner.”
“I’ll help.” Liz stood, and we both went to the kitchen.
CHAPTER TWELVE
I slept most of the next day, waking up in the evening a few hours before the party was supposed to start. I went through the rounds of finding something to eat and making coffee. Liz joined me not long after, and we both sat in the dining room in silence.
Liz was the one to break it. “What do you think Samuel is planning tonight?”
“I don’t even want to think about it. I’m hoping that I’ll survive tonight without being bitten, changed, or magically hurt,” I muttered as I sipped my coffee.
“I hear it’s going to be a fun night of dancing and wine.” Simon’s voice came from the doorway, and I jumped up with glee.
I went to hug him, and he pulled me close. “I’m glad that you were able to make it back.”
“I wouldn’t miss your first Levi-thrown birthday party.” He squeezed me and then let me go.
I snorted. “I don’t know, this sounds like it’s going to be more like a drama-fest than fun.”
“Don’t stress about it. Just enjoy yourself, dance a little, drink a little.” He nudged me. “It’s your night, I want you to have fun.”
“And we have your back in case anything crazy happens. Levi wants you to pretend like nothing is going on. Apparently, you weren’t supposed to know about Samuel’s order?”
I shrugged. “Mario spilled the beans because Levi couldn’t.”
