Luke had intended to talk to the local sheriff, but as he walked along the main drag, his gut started twitching like it had a condition. It had been quiet when they arrived, stashing their skis behind a boulder for later collection. Now he noticed trucks of hunters parked at each end of town. And a set in front of the police station. Another watching the local truck stop. And yet another had the local motel staked out. All seriously packing.
They didn’t seem to be doing anything in particular, but there was a watchfulness about them that tightened his gut. He strolled by one set and noticed that they had a police scanner inside the cab of their truck, the power light glowing.
Hell and damnation, he thought, what was he up against here? Who could be after Amelia? Who might unleash this mu
