Page 319 of Rangers Unexpected Return

The Magnolia Ladies grew silent.

“Eliza saw something before she came here.”

“She won’t tell me what.”

“But the man who keeps coming to Cabin Nine knows she saw him.”

My throat tightened.

Mace moved closer.

His arm brushed mine.

I kept reading.

“Helen will take her to Washington.”

“She has family near Spokane who can protect her.”

“If Eliza survives…”

“If I don’t…”

“Her new name will be Elizabeth Carver.”

Nobody spoke.

Carson looked at the retirement clipping again.

“Helen Carver.”

“Elizabeth Carver.”

I reached for my phone.

There were limits to what I could search without a warrant.

But not to what I could remember.

A federal witness-support conference three years earlier.

A speaker.

A child-trauma counselor from Washington State.

Dr. Elizabeth Carver.

My pulse raced.

I searched the public directory.

One result appeared.

Dr. Elizabeth Carver

Child Trauma Specialist

Spokane, Washington