CHAPTER EIGHT
The wary stares Wyatt had received when they’d stopped for gas on the way to the scenic overlook hadn’t surprised Ashley. Although he was a seasoned agent, he’d never worked a case in Bonner County before and didn’t seem to realize that wearing his badge in open view on his belt would provoke the locals’ suspicions. She could almost hear the whispers of warning that had likely echoed throughout the area. Before her partner had exited the SUV, she’d mentioned that he might want to reposition his shield underneath his jacket, but he’d brushed the idea aside. She guessed he’d have to learn the hard way.
The rolling timbered valley – crowded with dormant oaks, hickories, maples, and a few species of evergreens – that stretched below the scenic bluff reminded Ashley of the mount
