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“The message could mean the Mills family is involved. It could also be designed to make us focus on them while the real killer disappears.”

“Robert knew about the key,” Mace said.

“So did Evan.”

“And Walter was sheriff when Emily died.”

“I know.”

“All three men had access to law-enforcement information.”

“I know that too.”

Mace studied me.

“You don’t like suspecting your captain.”

“No.”

“Does that change what you’ll do?”

I looked toward Emily’s letter.

“No.”

His expression softened.

“I knew it wouldn’t.”

The faith in his voice unsettled me more than doubt would have.

Carson approached carrying my evidence case.

“You’ll be happy to know I rescued your laptop.”

“From the fire?”

“From Rylie. She was prepared to carry the evidence, the computer, Max, and half the office by herself.”

Rylie called across the clearing. “I heard that.”

Carson lowered his voice. “She has excellent hearing.”

“People tend to when you talk at full volume.”

He handed me the case.

“Will is setting up a temporary evidence area inside the dining hall. The roof isn’t burning yet.”

“Comforting.”

“He wanted the fire truck, but they’re using it.”

“Selfish of them.”

Carson glanced at Mace’s jacket around my shoulders.

Then he looked at Mace.