Page 190 of Rangers Unexpected Return

The dark cabins behind them.

Will adjusted the brightness.

The trees became clearer.

So did the lake.

“Stop,” I said.

He froze the image.

“What?” Mace asked.

I stepped closer to the screen.

A cabin stood behind the girls. One narrow window reflected the firelight.

But the reflection was wrong.

The girls faced the lake.

The window faced the fire.

And inside the glass was a shape.

“Enlarge the window.”

Will selected the area.

The image pixelated, then sharpened slightly as the program processed it.

A person stood inside the cabin.

Rylie moved closer. “Who is that?”

Will increased the contrast.

The figure became more defined.

Broad shoulders.

A pale shirt.

Something dark on his head.

Mace leaned toward the screen.

“That’s a hat.”

Sheriff Tate’s face changed.

Not a baseball cap.

Not a camp hat.

A sheriff’s hat.

The man stood inside the dark cabin, watching the girls around the fire.