Chapter 28
Jax looked around at the members of HERO Force Alpha squadron.
"Whoever killed Maria Elena had access to the gun from the trial.
We need to find out who that is. We also need to check out the nephew.
He inherited the bulk of Harold Hopewell's estate, and near as I can figure, he's the only one with something to gain from Maria Elena's death. "
Cowboy leaned forward in his chair. “Find out how the law firm is connected to the nephew, and we’ll find our killer."
Red spoke up. "We got a positive ID on the tango you took down, Jax. Albert Volcht, a German nationalist who made his living as a professional hit man."
"I was afraid of that,” said Jax. "Who's he work for?"
"More or less, a freelancer. Hasn't had any known associations in almost twenty years."
"So whoever contracted the hit is still out there."
Red nodded. "Looks that way."
Jax’s mind was racing. "There was someone in my house. Two, maybe three days ago. They went around the security gate. Nothing was amiss inside. I want upgrades to the security system at my house, starting with a secure perimeter and cameras all around.”
He looked to Matteo. “Red, take Hawk and some of the guys from tech and take care of it. As long as Jessa’s staying with me, I need to know when someone's there."
"All due respect, Jax, what if there’s trouble?” asked Cowboy. "You’re too far in the boondocks for anyone to get there in a reasonable amount of time."
Jax ran his hand over a thick scar on his chin. Normally he was confident in his ability to protect himself. But this was Jessa’s security they were talking about — Jessa and his child — and that changed things.
That changed things a lot.
He nodded. “Cowboy, you and Logan set up in the bunkhouse until we’re through with this mess.”
Logan sat up straighter in his chair and looked from side to side. "What's the bunkhouse?"
“A cabin on my property,” said Jax. "I want you there within the hour. Help Red supervise the upgrades."
"Uh…" Logan shifted uncomfortably in his chair. “I'm sort of having a party tonight. I mean, I know this is more important, and if you need me there I’ll go, but—"
"A party?" snapped Jax.
Logan cleared his throat. "Yes sir. You said you'd be there, actually. Sort of a housewarming party for my new condo."
Jax furrowed his brow. "I don't give a rat's ass about—"
"Hawk can stay at the bunkhouse with me," interrupted Cowboy. “Once Red's got the security perimeter in place, we can all stop by the party for a bit."
Jax and Cowboy exchanged a look. "Fine," said Jax.
Logan smiled. “Glad you can make it, sir.”
Jax showed his teeth. "Let's get started. We only have two or three hours before dark."