Page 417 of Rangers Unexpected Return

Nobody speaks.

I look around the tavern.

Last Stand.

Wolf.

Trigger.

Havoc.

Ace.

Doc.

Nathan knew about this place before any of them lived here.

Claire touches her fingers to her mouth.

“He never told me that.”

Doc keeps reading.

Then he laughs once.

“What?”

“He wrote, You'd probably hate it. Everybody knows everybody's business.”

Despite myself, I laugh.

Wolf shakes his head.

“Smart man.”

Doc's expression suddenly changes.

“What is it?”

He lowers the letter.

“At the bottom.”

He turns it around.

There's a handwritten address.

And beneath it, three words.

ASK FOR MILLER.

My pulse kicks.

“Who's Miller?” I ask.

Doc shakes his head.

“No idea.”