Page 90 of Rangers Unexpected Return

“What did it look like?”

“A small brown box.”

“Did you open it?”

“No.”

“Did you touch it?”

“I moved it.”

Will immediately pulled on gloves.

“Show me.”

We followed Trigger out of the back room.

Wolf was already locking the front doors. Ace and Havoc lowered the blinds. Saint stood near the security monitors behind the bar.

Max remained beside Rylie.

Every Ranger had heard enough to understand.

The joking was over.

Trigger led us into the office and pointed toward a shelf above the filing cabinet.

A brown cardboard box sat beside a stack of invoices.

R Y L I E T A T E had been printed across the top in block letters.

No return address.

Will held out one hand.

“Everyone, stay back.”

Trigger didn’t move.

“That was addressed to my wife for two days.”

“It’s a box,” Will said. “It may contain nothing more dangerous than fingernail polish.”

“That isn’t comforting.”

Will photographed the package before placing it inside a clear evidence bag.

“We need a separate room.”

“Use the kitchen prep area,” Wolf said. “It has stainless-steel counters and an exterior door.”

Nora appeared from the dining room.

“What’s happening?”

Wolf looked at her.

That was all it took.