best of the best, that’s for sure.”
They all nodded in agreement.
“Maude told me how hard it was on you and your brother losing your mother at such a young age.” The sheriff motioned for everyone to have a seat. “I’m Wayne Champion.”
“Pleased to meet you, Sheriff.” He sat down. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”
“And I have heard a lot about you, too. Quite the resume you have. Your company is one of the best.” Sheriff Champion handed the folder over that he and Austin had just been looking at. “After your man Sam called me, the four of us did some digging into this Vincent Scarpelli character.”
Aaron looked over the file, which was full of data of Scarpelli. “How did you get this much information on him?”
“I have this amazing contact in Destiny, Colorado. Jena McCabe-Dixon is a miracle worker when it comes to data mining.”
“Apparently so. There’s government records in here that should be sealed.”
“They are sealed for most, but Jena is with the CIA. She’s a good friend.”
Aaron read one of the records from the United States Treasury Department that stumped him. “This says Scarpelli hasn’t left Chicago in several weeks. He’s under constant surveillance.”
“We contacted the team lead on the task. He assured us that the report is accurate. They haven’t been able to collect enough evidence on Scarpelli for money laundering, but they are certain he is involved in a national operation working with several crime organizations.”
“That means Scarpelli couldn’t have been in Dallas when my client was shot at.” Then who is Gya’s stalker? “And he couldn’t have been in Malibu when her house burned.”
“Vincent Scarpelli doesn’t have to be on location when something goes down, Aaron,” Austin stated. “He’s got reach far beyond Chicago.”
“Good point.” He’d always respected Austin, but now even more so.
“In fact, we believe he might have connections with a drug lord we’ve been searching for. We think Scarpelli is laundering for him.”
“Ricardo Delgado. Yes. Maude gave me an update the other day. The guy still has a hard-on for Wilde?”
“We’ve been a bit of a thorn in his side for quite a while.”
Sheriff Champion nodded. “I’m sure glad to have you back in town. We could definitely use your expertise on our drug cartel issue. How long will you be here?”
Aaron’s gut tightened. What a question. Only the tumor knew how long, he supposed. “I’ll be here until I put to rest the stalker trouble my client is having.”
“Who is your client?” Bane asked. “Anyone we might know?”
“I’ll let you know, but we must keep this under wraps. I don’t want even the townsfolk to find out.”
“Then you better make sure my aunt is kept in the dark, Aaron,” Austin said. “As you know, she’s got a nose for these kinds of things.”
He grinned. Maude Strong was like a mother to him and to Kyle. “That’s for sure. My client is Gya Gaynor. Ever heard of her?”
“You’re kidding, right?” Adam said. “Who hasn’t heard of her? I’ve downloaded all her songs.”
“That’s odd. You were more of a metal guy when we were in high school. I guess some things have changed.”
“I still love hard rock, but Gya Gaynor can sing the hell out of a song.”
“As popular as Miss Gaynor is, we sure have our work cut out for us, gentlemen,” Sheriff Champion said.
“Just keep it under wraps. No one outside of this room besides my brother knows. Not even her agent.” He’d made arrangements for Stephanie to call Gya from SCSS’s headquarters on a secure line. But he still wasn’t going to reveal Gya’s location to her. Too risky. “The slightest leak and the town will be overrun with paparazzi and adoring fans. Gya’s stalker could sneak in without our knowledge and I’d have to find a new safe house to take her to.”
“Quite the operation you’re running, buddy,” Adam said. “What can we do for