killed?” Kat stared across at Sam.
“Apparently Al’s up to his eyeteeth in debt from expanding his outfitter business. He even flew in building supplies to have a lodge constructed in the proposed drilling area.”
“Jumped the gun, did he?”
“Yeah.” Tazer hesitated then added, “There’s something else.”
Sam straightened, scanning the crowd in front of the building. His search continued until he spotted her and he smiled.
Kat’s pulse quickened. “What else?”
“When I called Royce to discuss the situation with Sam, he only sounded mildly concerned. When I called in the update about the shooting, he sounded funny.”
“Funny? What did he say?”
“He said, ‘Sam can handle it.’”
“What?” Kat frowned, her gaze on Sam.
His eyes narrowed and he headed across the snow toward her.
Not wanting Sam to overhear her conversation or read her lips, Kat turned her back to him. “Why would he say that? Does he know Sam?”
“I didn’t think so, but now I’m not so sure.” Tazer’s voice lowered. “When I asked if you two should drop out of the race, Royce was adamant you stay in. He said, and I repeat verbatim, ‘Kat and Sam are good. If the shooter isn’t just after Sam, they need to be there for the rest of the participants.’”
An image of Sam moving through the trees around the swamp came to Kat’s mind. He’d used all the cover, concealment and movement techniques of a combat veteran. “How would he know if Sam was good or not?”
“How would who know what about me?” Sam asked over Kat’s shoulder.
“Look, Tazer, I gotta get back on the trail. Will you follow up and let me know what you find out?”
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