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“It’s dry.”
“You’ve been holding it for two minutes.”
I set it down.
Sheriff Tate looked toward the front door.
“She’s coming here with the other investigators. They haven’t eaten since they left Dallas.”
Rylie moved around the bar.
“Why are Dallas detectives in Eagle River?”
Her father hesitated.
“Work.”
“What kind of work?”
“The kind I’m not discussing in the middle of a crowded tavern.”
Trigger’s expression changed.
The joking disappeared.
“Is there a threat?”
“I don’t know yet.”
Wolf put down the inventory sheet he had been reading.
“What do you need?”
“Food. A quiet table. Maybe a room where we can talk.”
“You’ve got it.”
I reached beneath the bar for another glass.
My hand hit the shelf.
Nora looked at me.
“You missed.”
“I noticed.”
“Do you know Judy?”
“No.”
The answer came too fast.
Wolf’s gaze moved toward me.
Trigger turned.
Rylie stared.
