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CHAPTER

FOURTEEN

“Stay where you are,” Logan muttered as he gripped his gun.

Carefully, he walked toward the sound.

What—or who—was out here watching them?

He took slow, careful steps toward a cluster of trees in the distance.

Just as he rounded them, he spotted the source of the noise.

A moose.

He froze, watching for how the moose would react.

The creature stared at him before turning and meandering away.

He let out a breath.

That could have been much worse.

But as the moose left them to continue what they were doing, Logan took a better look at the ground.

Was that . . . was that a footprint?

His chest tightened again.

Not only that, but these tracks looked fresh.

That moose may have cracked the stick, but someone had been here earlier.

Someone had been watching as they discovered this car.

Probably the killer.

He leaned down to get a better look.

If he had to guess, these boot prints matched the one he’d seen in Morgan’s cabin.

He’d been here.

He’d been close.

Logan’s jaw hardened.

This guy was playing a dangerous game, and Logan didn’t like it.

After forensic techs had come to look for evidence and Morgan’s car had been taken as evidence, Duke and Andi had insisted Logan take the time to eat.

Now that he thought about it, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d eaten. He knew his friends were right. He did need some food in his system if he wanted to keep up his strength and energy.

They went to a place Duke had eaten at before—Susie’s Diner. They were seated and ordered soon after. Logan got a club sandwich, Duke a burger and fries, and Andi a grilled chicken salad.

“So who do you suspect could be behind this?” Duke started before taking a long sip of his water.

Logan rubbed his jaw. How deep did he want to get into this? How much did he want to share?

At this point, he had nothing to lose. The information about his past that he kept so carefully guarded now seemed unimportant.

Except it might be important.

Important when it came to finding Morgan. He was tired of hiding the truth. No more, he determined. No more.

“It could be someone with the state trooper’s office who’s mad at me for bringing down Captain Durden,” he started. “Plenty of people want payback for what they consider an injustice. It wouldn’t have been hard for someone there to figure out my relationship with Morgan.”

“Anyone in particular you’re thinking about?” Andi asked.

He pressed his lips together before saying, “Ashcroft.”