Cole nodded once, then stood. “I appreciate all the help you and the employees have been giving Sam. The police will catch Rutgers, and the FBI will find the mail terrorist. It won’t be like this for much longer.”
Matt hoped Cole was right. Incidents that started off with property damage, and escalated to Uncle Joe’s death, meant he didn’t want to contemplate what else the guy might try. Though how much more stress Sam could handle, he wasn’t sure. And, after everything calmed down again, Matt wondered if Cole would stay, or if Sam would be heartbroken.
Matt left through the kitchen door. Cole watched him move down the side veranda, then to the back of the house before he closed the door. He grabbed a beer from the fridge and sat on the couch in the living room. Sipping from his bottle a
