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He started to pick it up but stopped himself.

He didn’t want to look inside. Actually, hedidwant to look inside. To know what Morgan’s thoughts were—especially if she’d written on those pages after the award ceremony.

But he knew that woulddefinitelybe crossing the line.

Journals were meant to be private.

Not seeing anything else alarming, Logan strode back into the living space.

Should he wait here for her to return? How would Morgan feel if she came back and saw him sitting inside?

He hated feeling uncertain. However, Morgan’s safety was his first priority.

As the thoughts raced through his mind, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen and saw it was Andi.

He put the phone to his ear. “Hey, what’s going on?”

“Gibson.” Her voice contained that serious tone often present when some type of investigation was underway. “Duke and I found something and wanted to let you know about it.”

His back straightened as he anticipated the worst. Was this about Morgan?

He shook his head. No, he had no reason to believe it would be.

“We got a lead via our website for The Round Table.”

The Round Table was the name of the true crime podcast Andi, Duke, and four other friends had started. It had been a smashing success. Even better, several cases had been solved due to their efforts.

“Someone gave us coordinates to a location near the Tanana Valley overlook,” Andi continued. “The sender said we’d find something of interest there, and then he mentioned you.”

“Me?” Logan repeated.

“That’s right,” Andi said. “He said you’d want to know. But we didn’t want to call you in case it was a joke. So we decided tocheck it out first instead. When we got there, we found someone hanging from a tree in the forest.”

His jaw hardened. “What? Where are you exactly?”

“I’ll drop you a pin with our location.”

“I’ll be right there. I’m leaving now.” He stepped toward the door then hesitated.

Morgan wasn’t here, he reminded himself.

But what if she returned while he was gone? Or what if . . . what if she was the person hanging from that tree?

No . . . Andi and Duke would have said something.

Unless she was unrecognizable.

He’d check out the crime scene . . . then he’d come back.

He needed to see Morgan with his own eyes and know she was okay. He needed to prove his suspicions were just paranoia.

But if that was true, then why did he feel doubtful that this was all just one big overreaction?

Logan pulled up to the location where Andi had sent him.

Duke’s SUV was parked along the side of the road, but it didn’t appear the officer on duty for this area had arrived yet.

Policing in Alaska presented unique challenges unlike anywhere else in America. Vast wilderness stretched between isolated communities, with many areas accessible only by bush plane or snowmobile.