Page 131 of Rangers Unexpected Return

“My entire embarrassing childhood,” she said.

Trigger sat beside her on the floor. “This might be the best day of my life.”

“If you find my senior yearbook, I’m divorcing you.”

He reached for the box.

She slapped his hand.

Judy knelt beside another one. I sat across from her, and Max lowered himself between us with a heavy sigh.

What color is the sweatshirt?” Sheriff Tate asked.

“Red sweatshirt,” Rylie said. “Camp Eagle River printed across the front.”

“Emily gave me the key the night before she disappeared. A storm had started, and I had my sweatshirt on, and I put the key in my pocket.”

“The next day, Emily was missing,” Sheriff Tate said.

“Yes.”

“Why didn’t you mention the key back then?”

“I did. I told Deputy Mills Emily left it with me.”

Judy looked up. “Deputy Mills interviewed you?”

“He talked to all of us.”

Evan was a deputy at that time.

So Sheriff Mills was Sheriff here at the time, and his sons were Evan and Robert. I was going to have to call the captain. This was all messed up.

That didn’t make Evan guilty.

It did mean we needed to speak with him.

We worked through the boxes carefully. Rylie identified every camp photograph before Judy placed it to one side. Trigger found the senior yearbook and opened it.

Rylie snatched it away.

“You threatened divorce,” he said. “You didn’t say anything about violence.”

“I was a lawyer. I know how to leave myself options.”

Sheriff Tate laughed.

Even Judy smiled, but it disappeared when she lifted a photograph from the bottom of her box.

“Rylie.”

Rylie moved closer.

The picture showed nine teenage girls standing beneath the Camp Eagle River sign.

The same nine women from the photograph Judy had brought to town.

Only this one hadn’t been marked.