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“Yeah.”
“Then let me come with you,” Chance offers.
“Me too,” Gunner says.
“I’ll tag along,” Campbell offers.
I blink at him. “Why would you?”
“I heard pieces of your phone call. It sounds like this guy is a real piece of work.” Campbell crosses his arms over his chest. “I’m not a fan of cheaters.”
Seems like there’s a story behind that.
I stare at the new guy and then dip my chin. “Let’s go take out the trash.”
Chapter Sixty-Six
Renthrow
Since Ray isn’t at the Tuna or at the outdoor garage, bothering April and Rebel, that leaves only a few places he could be holing up.
Thankfully, Lucky Falls is a small town, and there’s only one bed and breakfast.
Once we get there, I’m ready to start pummeling anything that comes into focus. But things aren’t that simple.
Our first challenge?
Getting Ray’s room number.
Chance steps forward, taking charge of that task. He exchanges pleasantries with the clerk at the front desk. The conversation meanders from the weather to hockey to the girl’s family.
I’m foaming at the mouth to slam my hand on the desk and demand Ray’s room number. But Chance knows how important this is, and I trust him as my teammate and as a friend.
“So,” Chance says casually, “we heard through the grapevine that someone new moved into Room…” He arches a brow, waiting for her to fill in the silence.
She scrambles through her files. “Uh, it was 104.” Suddenly, the receptionist covers her mouth. “But you didn’t hear that from me.”
“Of course not.” Chance winks at her.
Bingo.
I stalk past the desk and up the stairs.
Gunner is right on my heels.
“W-where are you going?” The receptionist goes pale. “Y-you can’t go up there.”
Chance says something about “not calling the sheriff even if she hears loud noises” and then chases us down.
I jog up the stairs and hear someone breathing heavily behind me. Campbell is slowing down. His face is pinched, and he’s limping, but when he sees me looking, he straightens his shoulders.
Under any other circumstance, I’d try to make it more convenient for him, but I don’t have the patience. He’ll catch up when he catches up.
Room 104
A golden glow spills under the door.
Someone’s home.
