“I knew it,” Beck said for what had to be the tenth time in the last fifteen minutes. “I fucking knew there was something.”

Myla laughed softly as she followed him back into the living room, finding the boyishly excited look on his face cute. “You’ve been pacing holes into the carpet since your revelation.”

“Because this is huge, baby,” Beck exclaimed, gesticulating wildly. “This is the first real lead we’ve had that isn’t just creepy messages and direct ...