He nodded. “I’m leaving a couple of officers, and the county will repair the damaged roads.” He lowered his voice. “It’s up to you what you want to tell people, but the word will get out quickly, and your locals and tourists could become difficult to manage, especially if they believe they’re trapped.”
I tapped Cliff Way into the notes app on my phone, then pulled it up on a map of town. Maybe I would take a look later. It was a short dead-end road, so finding the house should be easy, if it was in as poor of a condition as the mayor implied.
“I know. I’ll deal with it. At least we’re not completely cut off.” Aspen waved to the lake and the boats.
Sigrune? Damas sat next to a park bench a few yards from a group of bicyclists who’d gotten off the trail. You may want to hear this.
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