He thought he was checking out illegal logging in the Idaho mountains-until he found a German Shepherd locked in a frozen cage, staring at him like it had been waiting for exactly one person

same truck as before. Cleaner. Newer. More expensive.

Four men got out.

The first three were the same men from the porch, though they stayed a step back this time. The fourth man wore a charcoal overcoat and polished boots that were absurd for Grant’s driveway. He was tall, narrow, and handsome in the practiced way of men who understood that money could continue reading …