"DID WE GET A trace on that?" Zain clenched Crystal's phone in one hand and pointed at Max with the other.
"I barely got the request in." Max held his hands out.
"Shit." Zain jabbed the speed dial to Gavin. Hopefully the kid wasn't-
"Yeah, boss?"
"Gavin, I need you to run a trace on a call that just came into a number. Ready?"
"Shoot."
Zain recited Crystal's number from memory and waited. Crystal stared at him, eyes wide, hands clasped. They were all on pins and needles. So far, they'd had a name and a list of crimes-then nothing.
Until now.
"Hey, boss, I ran across something," Gavin said slowly.
"You get a location yet?" Zain knew these things took time. It wasn't as instantaneous as it was on TV but he needed to know now.
"It's running. So I was going over the Dark Matter peopl
