He shrugged. “Ask away.”
She glanced at his leg. “How did that happen? I know you said frostbite, but there’s more to it than that, right?”
He looked away and was silent a moment. “You’re right, it is a personal question.”
“You don’t have to answer.”
“I know I don’t.” He paused again and considered her discerningly. Finally, he said, “But I will. Let’s walk.”
He waved her forward, telling her about a competitor guide named Frank Kincaid and how they’d had run-ins on the mountain over the years. But one thing was clear, he respected the man.
“So, Frank was involved with this woman, who was the mother of one of his clients?” Michelle said. “I didn’t know family members came to base camps.”
“Well, they don’t, not as a rule, anyway. And yes, he was umm…between the sheets with her, so to
