Page 46 of Rangers Mountain Rescue
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Saint pauses.
“Yeah.”
“What?”
“It’s connected to an old weapons trafficking investigation.”
The words sink like a stone.
Tank’s lockbox.
The map.
The flash drive.
Someone out there thinks Joseph Gray hid something important.
And now they’re looking for it.
I glance toward the house.
Toward Aspen.
Toward Dylan.
Toward the life Tank left behind.
My voice goes cold.
“Then we make sure they never get it.”
Buddy lifts his head.
Like he understands exactly what that means.
