“HOW WAS YOUR NIGHT?” Nathan asked Grant once he was settled into the conference room a little after eight a.m. “Get any sleep?”
“Not much. Tossed and turned a lot,” Grant answered. “My brain just... it wouldn’t turn off. Still can’t get my head around all this. It’s horrible.”
“That’s totally understandable,” Lizzie offered.
There was nothing Nathan or Lizzie could say to ease the man’s mind beyond that, so they got straight down to business.
“Grant,” Nathan began. “I need you to think back, remember each trip you made. Do you recall seeing anyone familiar? Anybody that you noticed seeing more than once, especially at more than one of the forts you visited?”
Grant closed his eyes and mulled it over.
“No,” he said at length. “If there was someone following me around, I didn’t notice.
