Page 400 of Rangers Unexpected Return

Cole picks it up.

There's a number stamped into the metal.

317.

“Safe-deposit box?” Trigger asks.

“Could be,” Wolf says.

Cole unfolds the paper.

I watch his face.

Nothing.

No reaction.

“Cole?”

He doesn't answer.

“What does it say?”

His eyes move across the page again.

Then he lowers himself into the chair.

I've never seen Cole Barrett look shaken.

Not even at Nathan's funeral.

He looks shaken now.

“Cole.”

He looks at me.

“Nathan knew.”

“Knew what?”

“That somebody was going to kill him.”

The room goes completely silent.

I can't breathe.

“No.”

Cole puts the paper on the table.

I reach for it.

My hand trembles as I recognize my husband's handwriting.

Cole stops me.

“Claire.”