BY THE TIME JASON’S sedan pulled up to collect them, Lizzie and Donny had tidied up the cabin and had already packed up their belongings.
Jason held his hands out for their bags.
“I’ll load these,” he offered.
“Want to top off your coffee? We’ve got some made,” Donny said. “Be a shame to just pour it out.”
Jason’s face creased in a grin. “Sure! Be right back with my travel mug.” He stepped outside, reappearing in a few moments with his mug, and when it was filled, he said, “Thanks. I’ll have the car nice and warm for you guys. Come out when you’re ready to leave.”
“So, she’s been caught?” Donny asked once Jason had left the room again.
“Caught, no. Found, yes,” Nathan replied as gently as he could, and their expressions told him they understood exactly what he meant. He also noticed
