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The glass slipped in my hand.

I caught it before it hit the floor.

Nobody noticed.

Except Max.

His head came up.

Rylie smiled. “Judy’s here?”

“You know her?”

“We went to college together. She came home with me once during our freshman year.”

“I recognized her from when she came to our house.”

Sheriff Tate nodded. “She said she was here in college. That’s what she said.”

“She didn’t tell you my name?”

“She said it wasn’t relevant.”

Rylie laughed. “That sounds like Judy.”

Trigger glanced between them. “Who is Judy?”

“An old friend.”

“What kind of old friend?”

“The kind I knew before you.”

“I don’t like her.”

“You haven’t met her.”

“She existed before me.”

Rylie patted his cheek. “Most people did.”

I placed the glass on the counter.

Judy Langley.

For years, I hadn’t heard her name anywhere except inside my own head.

Now she was somewhere in Eagle River.

The town suddenly felt too small.

Wolf came behind the bar.

“You all right?”

“Fine.”

“You stopped drying the glass.”