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After Cade was done in the bathroom, they grabbed a couple of bagels from the free breakfast area before putting their things in the trunk of the Toyota. Cade got behind the wheel. “I think we can make it to Omaha tonight.”
Meg didn’t want to ask, but it came out anyway. “Then what?”
A hard look formed in Cade’s eyes. “You stay in our hotel room while I get what I need.”
“By breaking in?”
Cade didn’t answer for a moment. He took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “That is the current plan.”
Her hands shook. “What if the cops come? What if you get shot?” Meg tried not to let her panic show in her voice, but it didn’t really work.
He looked over his shoulder before merging with traffic. “I have to do this, Meg. I have no choice.”
Meg’s mind raced with other avenues, other possibilities, but in the end, she knew he was right. He couldn’t live if he didn’t prove his innocence. And he was positive that proof was in his computer files. In the end, she settled on a lame, “Just be careful.”
“I will.”
Chapter 15
Cade walked aroundMcMillian Realty’s corporate building a second time. There were no unlocked doors, as he had suspected. Of course, it was three o’clock in the morning. Meg was at the hotel, as planned. She was pacing the floor when he left, but he assured her this would be easy. Their hotel was only a block away, so all he had to do was sneak out the back way and he was practically there.
This was his building. He knew it well. He knelt and stuck the thin tools into the lock. There were no alarms on this door, as it was an exit only. It didn’t even have a handle on the outside. All he had to do was pick the lock and he’d be inside in a matter of minutes.
Not that he was a master at picking locks, but he had his prank days back in college. He’d done this before. Cade listened for the click of the lock to tell him he’d been successful when he heard the hum of a car coming down the street. He ducked behind a bush and waited for the headlights to pass by him. His heart beat loudly in his ears as he went back to the job at hand.
Five minutes later he opened the door and slipped inside. He stalked down the dark corridor toward the stairs. He had to get to his brother’s office on the fifth floor. If his brother was the one who had been stealing from the company, it should be easy to find on his computer.
Cade wasn’t surprised when Nicholas’s office door wasn’t locked. His brother had always been too trusting. He sat down on his brother’s chair and flipped on the computer monitor. When the screen came up asking for a password, he opened the drawer and fished around for his brother’s book. He used to joke with him about it. Most men carry around a little black book filled with women’s phone numbers. Nicholas’s black book was filled with his passwords.
He found it and typed it in, the screen flicking and a bright photo showing on his desktop. Cade’s throat closed as he looked at a picture of him, his brother, and Zane standing on a log near a campsite. Nicholas looked like he was almost falling, and Cade had his arm around his neck, trying to steady him for the picture. Zane was laughing.
Cade wondered once again how his brother could have killed Angie and planted the knife in his home. It couldn’t be him, and yet, the man who broke into the mansion was proof. His brother had been the only one he’d contacted.
Cade brushed aside his emotions and logged into the company software. No matter what, he was going to find out who was responsible for this mess. He knew right where to look. He’d been researching the missing money before Angie died. He combed through the files, looking for the one he needed.
A noise carried from outside the office and Cade froze. The janitor wouldn’t be here at this hour, would he? Cade honestly didn’t know what time the building was cleaned, but he doubted it would be three-thirty in the morning.
