“It’s standard procedure for news outlets to contact us when someone is holding a press conference regarding anything to do with the NSO. They want a statement in advance. We were contacted by at least six major networks half an hour ago.” Justice held his gaze. “I’m sorry, Smiley. You have to remember that you were just the unlucky Species she chose. It could have been any of us at the hotel.”
“Perhaps she suffered memory loss.” Jericho stepped closer to Smiley.
He knew his friend was trying to be kind. “They planned this. The actual details after the drug is given might be blurred but not the events leading up to it.” Smiley noticed a dull ache in his chest but he ignored it. As much as he had wanted to believe Vanni, he had to face facts. Anger came next. “What do we do?”
“Prove they were somehow behind this.” Justice’s relaxed demeanor disappeared. “That’s what I’m having Tim work on. I sent him to Fuller Prison to interview everyone we have from Drackwood. That’s where they had to have gotten the drug. We just need to prove it.”
“Otherwise,” Fury growled, “they’ll say it was a Species drug that only Species had access to.”
“Is there any way I could speak to Vanni?” It was a long shot but Smiley hoped if anyone could change her mind, it might be him. She’d seemed goodhearted. “I could call her and perhaps she’ll reconsider.”
“We don’t know where to reach her until she arrives at the Woods Church to make her statement.” Fury held his gaze. “It will be too late by then.”
“I thought we had males watching her. Couldn’t you have one of them take her a phone? Just ask her to speak to me?”
“They lost her. She was evading the press camped outside her apartment and managed to slip by all of them when her roommate took out the trash. They were focused on her. The only reason we know she’s no longer at home is because her roommate attempted to file a missing person’s report with the police last night and then in frustration walked outside to tell the reporters Travanni had gone to visit her fiancé but hadn’t returned home.”
Smiley tensed. “What?”
“She must have decided to stay with him overnight. She hasn’t returned. Her roommate talked to reporters again two hours ago asking them to help her locate Travanni.” Justice shrugged.
The bad feeling returned. “Her roommate is asking for help to find her? Something is off.”
“That’s what her roommate stated to the reporters. She is worried Carl Woods may have harmed Travanni,” Bestial stated. “She is obviously well enough to hold a press conference though. We have no idea what is going on with her.”
Smiley made a decision. “I want access to the team outside Vanni’s apartment. I need to speak to them.”
“It’s not a good idea.” Justice shook his head. “It’s best if we let our public relations people and the lawyers deal with this. I’ll listen to the Woods Church press conference and address it after I have a meeting with our people. We might need you there.”
“Contact me if you do.” Smiley left the office and didn’t need to turn to know Jericho followed. He stopped walking when they exited the building, spun and glared. “Why are you shadowing me?”
“What are you going to do?” Jericho sounded suspicious.
“Wait for Justice to call me.”
“Bullshit. I know you too well. What is your plan?”
“I want to talk to her roommate.”
“That’s a bad idea.”
Smiley didn’t care. His resolve must have shown in his expression.
Jericho reached into his back pocket and withdrew a folded sheet of paper and then a cell phone. “Her name is Elisabeth and this is her number. This is a blocked phone. I knew you’d be irrational but I’d want to do the same if I were you. Take them before I change my mind. Just remember anything you say could be used against us. She might be involved.”
“Why would she worry Carl Woods would harm Vanni? That implies he’s a danger to her, not us.”
“I had that same question. That’s why I copied the number from her background file and took one of our untraceable cell phones. The task force teams use them. This number is for the apartment and I called in a favor. One of the team members is going to text me if she leaves. She’s still home.”
Smiley moved behind the building, out of sight, and glanced around to make sure he was alone. Jericho waited at the corner, seemingly ready to intercept anyone who came that way. Smiley opened the paper and dialed the number. It rang four times before a machine with a computerized voice picked up.