(Asher)
Turner gathered the papers from the table after finishing his report. We'd spent most of the meeting discussing the gray sedan Harlow had noticed near Ben's jewelry store. Several cameras had captured the car, but none showed a readable plate or the driver's face. I hated knowing someone might have followed her without being able to identify them.
"Keep checking," Ridge told him.
"I will, Prez. I'm waiting on footage from another business."
"And don't assume it's connected to anything until we have proof."
"Understood."
Dane glanced at the Westbridge Transport documents still on the table. The trucks were another problem we hadn't solved. Their recorded routes didn't match where they'd actually traveled, and Gavin remained our main concern. We needed to know what they were mo
