Page 79 of Rangers Unexpected Return
That dog knew exactly what he was doing.
Judy looked at me.
“You don’t speak unless I ask you something.”
“I’ve been told I’m good at that.”
Something passed through her eyes.
A memory, maybe.
Then it disappeared.
I took the chair near the door.
Judy switched on the recorder.
“This is Detective Judy Langley interviewing Rylie Tate regarding her employment at Camp Eagle River nineteen years ago.”
She stated the time, date, and everyone in the room.
Her voice was different when she worked.
Calm.
Precise.
Controlled.
The teenage girl I remembered had talked with her hands and laughed whenever she lost her place in a story.
This woman wasted nothing.
“Tell me about the summer you worked at Camp Eagle River,” she said.
Rylie took a breath.
“I arrived in May for staff training. Campers came in June. The camp closed in August.”
“How many counselors lived in your cabin?”
“Nine.”
“The women in the photograph?”
“Yes.”
“How well did you know them?”
“We became close. At least, I thought we did.”
“Did anyone argue with Emily Ross?”
“Everyone argued with Emily.”
Trigger stiffened.
Rylie noticed.
