Eleanor leaned closer. "Bellamy Storage." Ruth enlarged the frame. The logo remained readable.
"That connects the same employee and truck to both operations," Brooks said. "We need an address." Eleanor searched the county vendor documents collected for the civil case. Most records listed Kingsley Towing's public lot, but an equipment maintenance invoice contained a second service location: Bellamy Mill Road.
She sent the invoice and the video frame to Brooks. The prosecutor added them to the warrant application. At 10:06 p.m., Brooks left to meet Bennett and the operational teams. Maya remained with Eleanor and Ruth. Before leaving, Brooks stopped at the kitchen door.
"Judge Williams, once this begins, you stay here." "I understand." "You will receive vehicle identification numbers as they are secured. You may help match them to the files, but you do not give field instructions."
"I understand that, too." Brooks looked at her for another second. "This will move quickly." "That is why you should go."
At the old library parking lot, Bennett waited beside his car. An FBI vehicle arrived without emergency lights. Brooks stepped out.
Bennett handed him a rough floor plan drawn on the back of an envelope. "The eastern building holds the vehicles. The upstairs office is here. The shredding equipment is in the rear records room. The key cabinet is behind the dispatch desk."
"Who has access to the gate?" "Curtis, Hale, Mercer, and the night manager." "Will employees resist?" "Most of them will follow orders until someone shows them a federal warrant. They are used to being told everything is lawful."
Brooks studied the drawing. "Why are you helping now?" Bennett looked away. "My mother told me she would rather lose the benefits than know I kept them by this."
"That does not erase your earlier statement." "I know." "You may still face consequences." "I know that, too."
Brooks folded the diagram. "Then tell the truth exactly once and do not improve it." At 10:31 p.m., the emergency warrant reached the reviewing judge.
Inside the Bellamy warehouse, Curtis Hale directed employees to separate titles from storage files. Mercer checked the identification numbers against a printed transfer list. Raymond Hale stood in the upstairs office reviewing the final documents.
Walter Reed's Corvette was already inside the first enclosed trailer. Marcus Bell's Kawasaki had been secured in the second transport.
At 10:44 p.m., the warrant was signed. Brooks divided the agents into three teams. One would secure the warehouse. A second would stop any transport that reached the county road. A third would search Kingsley Towing's public lot and preserve its computer system.
Bennett would travel with Brooks and identify the offices, cabinets, and records before they left. Maya called him once more. He answered from the passenger seat. "I am not calling to discuss forgiveness," she said.
"I understand." "Tonight is about whether the truth is still there when morning comes."