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VANCOUVER
Mason Ross reached for the envelope containing the report he’d been waiting for. He tore it open and read through the pages. He stopped part-way through and flicked the pages with his fingers. That’s why I couldn’t find you. He finished reading the rest of the report and put the papers into a manila file on his desk. The Okanagan, eh? Guess I’m going on a trip.
He opened his laptop and Google mapped the address, switching from street map to satellite, familiarizing himself with the location he sought and the surrounding areas. His destination was about 450 kilometres away, a five-hour drive. He searched for motels in the area and found some cabins available with Internet access on Emerald Lake. One phone call reserved him a cabin of his own. With no idea how long he would n
