Chapter Five
Restless minds.
I stopped by the restaurant below my apartment before turning in for the day for no other reason than to keep myself away from the case notes. If I headed upstairs right away, I’d be working all night, and I didn’t want to put myself through that. Even so, I was thinking hard about the information I had seen on the note at Gremlin’s—the only thing keeping my case hopes alive.
Tomorrow was Wednesday, which meant I might be about twenty-four hours from a real lead on Ashburn’s hacking case. All I had to do was find the blackmailer before he released more information.
I was still on the road to breaking this in record time and could only imagine how many calls I’d be turning down after that. If that is, the contact decided to go public. I had my suspicions, bu
