Page 170 of Rangers Unexpected Return

The caller laughed again. “Still worried about Mason Walker, Judy?”

I went cold.

Judy stared at the phone. “You know who he is.”

“I know everything about you.”

“Then you know threatening him would be a mistake.”

I looked at her.

Not because of what she said.

Because of how she said it.

The words came out sharp, immediate, and personal.

The caller noticed too.

“Some feelings never die, do they?” he asked.

Judy’s face hardened. “Eight women did.”

“And you still haven’t figured out why.”

“I’m getting closer.”

“No. You’re following the path I left for you.”

“You forced my car off the road.”

“You survived.”

“Was I supposed to?”

He didn’t answer.

I hated how close this man had been to her. He knew where she drove. He knew when she left Dallas, and he had known which road she would take into Eagle River.

He had watched her long before Max, and I found her.

The thought of it made me want to tear the camp apart with my bare hands.

Judy remained calm. “You left the phone, the eagle, and the map. You wanted me to come here.”

“I wanted Rylie to remember.”

“Remember what?”

“The promises they made.”

Rylie stepped forward. “I’m here.”

Trigger tried to stop her, but she held out her hand.

Judy hesitated before giving her the phone.

“This is Rylie Tate,” she said. “What do you want me to remember?”