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He pushed Future on the second jump. He could feel the pacing error starting from six strides away. Not a huge error, but enough for Future to overjump the double fence. That would cost them points. And the third jump, coming up fast, was the dolphin jump—high, blue gray, with the figure of a dolphin on either end. Well known as a major challenge.
By the time they reached it, Bill was sweating profusely. He could hardly think past the buzzing in his head. Little black spots were dancing before his eyes.
He saw the dolphins. They flickered in and out of his vision, obscured by those damned black spots. He hunkered down as he and Future approached the fence. He felt Future gather his legs beneath him. He felt the momentum of going up and over. And he felt the ground rush up at him.
Then he felt nothing at all.
DEVON FINISHED UP at her mother’s house, pleased to see that all the animals were in great shape. They’d been fed, their pens and stalls cleaned, and the horses had been exercised. Reading the note that was taped to the barn door, Devon realized she owed the great care the animals had received to the Piersons’ groom, Roberto.
She decided to stop next door to thank him personally.
Maneuvering her car down the winding driveway, Devon admitted to herself that she had two reasons for this visit. One, to thank Roberto, and two, to see if any of the Piersons were around so she could talk to them.
To her surprise, Dr. Vista’s truck was parked near the stables. It was hard to miss—the truck was a giant Suburban with an extra-wide trailer hitched to its rear.
Devon hesitated. The genetic consultant hadn’t been too thrilled the last time she showed up here; he seemed to regard her as some kind of competition. Maybe she’d thank Roberto another time.
She was about to pull away when the stable door opened and Vista walked out. Collar turned up against the cold, he took a few steps toward his truck. Then he spotted Devon.
He walked over to her car, and she rolled down the window.
“Dr. Montgomery,” he greeted her, no sign of his earlier tension present. “This is a surprise.”
“Hello, Dr. Vista.” She had no idea why she felt compelled to explain herself. But she did. “I dashed out of work to ride up and check on my mom’s barn. Roberto’s obviously been caring for all its occupants. I stopped by here to thank him.”
An understanding nod. “I’m sure he’d appreciate that. I didn’t see him in the stables. That doesn’t mean he isn’t around. He could be exercising one of the horses in the indoor arena.”
“I’m due back at my clinic anyway. I’ll just jot down a quick note and tape it to the inside of the stable door. That way, Roberto will find it.”
“Good idea.” Vista gave a wave of his hand and stepped away from the car. “I’m heading out myself. Have a good day.”
“You, too.”
Devon watched him drive away, the truck and trailer crunching heavily in the snow. His progress was slow. No surprise, given the Suburban’s cumbersome weight. Vista must have some serious medical equipment stored in there.
Pulling out a sheet of paper, Devon scribbled a note to Roberto.
MONTY STOPPED BY Philip Rhodes’s office late in the day. Ms. Jeffers had already gone home, but Rhodes was still there.
With a purposeful knock, Monty swung open the door and walked in, not giving Rhodes a chance to school his features. The man’s head jerked up, and he stared at Monty as if expecting him to slap on cuffs and lead him away.
“Did you find the file you were looking for in Frederick’s office?” Monty asked.
“What? Oh, yes. It was on the top shelf of his credenza.” Rhodes was flushed, and he loosened his collar as he spoke. “I also talked to that Jenkins guy. H
e said he’s a forensic accountant.”
“Yup. Best in the business. He’s sweeping all the financial records to see if Frederick was in any trouble.”
No response.
“By the way,” Monty continued. “I checked out your company car. It was clean.”
“Clean?”
“Yeah, you know—not tampered with.”
Rhodes half rose from his chair. “Were you expecting that it had been?”
