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A denial was on the tip of her tongue. But . . . what if thisdidhave something to do with her?
“I don’t know who that was,” she finally said.
His eyes narrowed in the rearview mirror. “In two years of working up and down this highway, I’ve never experienced anything like that.”
“Your guess is as good as mine,” Andi told him. “I’m just as clueless right now as anyone.”
Unless Victor was behind this.
But she couldn’t speak that out loud. No one in Alaska knew why she was really here, and she wasn’t about to tell a car full of strangers.
“What if it was a hunter?” the guy beside her suggested. “One with really bad aim.”
“No one is supposed to hunt within five miles of the highway,” Mr. Gallant said.
“You were driving that semi, right?” The woman in the front seat turned toward Andi. “Is ice road trucking a cutthroat business? Could the competition be trying to do away with you so they can get more jobs?”
Andi considered playing along with her assessment just so people would stop asking questions. But Mr. Gallant certainly knew that wasn’t likely to be true.
“It’s doubtful,” Andi finally said. “I . . . I wonder if it was random. Just some sicko having some fun. I don’t know what else to think.”
Andi continued to watch Mr. Gallant. She saw his jaw harden. His muscles bristle.
Suddenly, he’d transformed from an accidental passerby into a soldier on a mission.
Whowasthis guy?
And who were these people with him? His little recruits?
As wind whipped around them, Andi sat up straighter. More pebbles of glass tumbled from her hair. Even as Mr. Gallant cranked up the heat to full blast, she knew it wouldn’t do much good.
What if . . . what if this guy was deflecting? What if he really did have something to do with the danger that had exploded around them?
And why did his immaculate SUV smell like lemon? What kind of self-respecting man had a vehicle that smelled this clean?
One who’d just killed someone and then sanitized everything afterward to get rid of any evidence? Was that aroma lemon-scented bleach?
Andi’s gut tightened. Not exactly what she wanted to be thinking about right now.
But her hitman theory . . . it could still be valid.
Maybe those true crime podcasts were messing with her head. That and her years of experience as a defense attorney who dealt with the vilest of the vile . . . and occasionally the innocent.
She’d seen the justice system fail people so many times.
She used to think that vengeance was the Lord’s.
But no longer.
Now she believed that if vengeance were to happen, it was up to those who were wronged.
That was just one reason she’d moved to Alaska.
Wasting no more time, she grabbed her phone and called the police. A dispatcher took her call, but said no one would be able to get out that way for at least a couple of hours.
State police in this area were stretched thin. She already knew that.
Besides, by the time they arrived, this shooter would be long gone.
