Chapter 13: Bronson

Nicole Myers.

Her name rings an alarm in my mind, but I ignore the trepidation I feel. Rand did another sweep of the place she calls home and as much as I hated to admit it, I had to listen to him when it came to make it the last visit.

Dangerous criminal organization.

That was what he called her band of misfits. Criminals.

Although I understand that Nicole was not at the charity function to serve cocktails and shrimp, I find it hard to believe that she could be dangerous.

"Sir, I have Mr. Kroffer on the line." Looking up, I gaze over at Bethany entering my office.

"Thank you." Nodding her head, Bethany leaves the office and I grab the call. "Carl, how are you?"

"I'm doing great sir, but something tells me you wouldn't like to hear all about my exciting day."

"Not in the slightest. What have you got for me?"

I had called Carl Kroffer after Rand told me where he was able to find Nicole. She had no known address, no career or work history, not even a damn high school diploma