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Edge's jaw set in determination as his eyes remained fixed to the screen. He was going to get the information no matter what - even if he had to stay here all damn day.
He positioned the mouse over a hyperlink and clicked, bringing up a slew of new links. His gaze was sharp, as he didn't want to miss a thing.
Now that he knew that the creepy little bastard definitely resided in this city, he wouldn't be getting away from him anymore. Dawn Marie's appearance in The Stop had absolutely confirmed it for him.
Jay Reso... Jay Reso... Adam's gaze swept over the computer monitor. He needed this information, damn it. He was in the town library, doing a little detective work as to where he might locate his step-brother. He wanted to collect the asshole's home address and then go pay the little prick and his crafty wife an unexpected visit.
He wondered if the two had already squandered away his inheritance. Knowing Dawn Marie and how extravagant she'd always been, the odds of very little money being left were extremely high.
He wondered also, not for the first, and not even for the hundredth time, why he'd been surprised by the brunette's betrayal. Why hadn't he ever seen it? Dawn had always been pretty close with Christian. The two had been friends all throughout Edge's relationship with her. Hell, he'd even joked to Christian once a few years back that he knew he had a crush on her! Except, of course, he'd only been joking and said it in humor. Never in his wildest dreams could he have forseen his girlfriend and the man who was his step-brother *and* his then best friend robbing him blind and running off together!
Edge cursed under his breath at what he saw on the screen. Of course... How could he have been so gullible? He would have to *pay* for this information. He sat back in the wooden chair, crossing his arms over his chest. Of course - everything and evidently *everyone* had their price. So be it - if he had to pay, he had his credit card on him. He pulled his wallet out of his pocket, eyes still glued to the monitor, and snatched up his MasterCard.
He wondered how long he would have to wait for the information he needed. A glance through the white pages a few days earlier had produced nothing, as Christian and Dawn Marie's phone number wasn't even listed. He couldn't help but wonder if they were drifters. He'd chased them over about half the country, so he really could be sure of how long they'd been here.
Lita... He would ask Lita how long Dawn had been working at The Stop. And the two women had been good friends, so he guessed it had to be awhile that the brunette and her husband had been living here. And according to the redhead, Christian had been a regular diner at her place of employment.
Thoughts of Lita calmed the aggravated blond man. He loved how he could think of her and feel so good, or so much better when he was upset about something. She soothed the beast inside of him. And that was only one of the many, many things he loved her for.
He put his credit card away and clicked the appropriate link, briefly waiting for the expected results. He'd been asked to enter an email address, and fortunately for him, in spite of no longer owning a computer, he still had one of those. He knew he really ought to set himself to buying at least a laptop, so that he could store all pertinent useful and important information.
Edge read the words on the screen. The message told him that his results would be processed within an hour and to check his email within that time.
He clicked out of the internet, sighed and stood up. Checking his watch, he noted that it was
just about lunchtime. He was a bit hungry, so he supposed a good way to pass the time was to
head over to the diner for lunch and to see Lita.