Then Rakel showed up. “Jana…I saw the patrol over here.” He stared at her. “What are you doing down here? Did something happen?”
Jana had had enough. “I’ll tell you what happened.” She was shouting but didn’t care. “Some idiot messed with the stitching on my boots, that’s what.”
“Oh my God.”
“Yes, I’ll say. And I almost died up there.” Jana glared at Rakel. “You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you?”
Rakel was incensed. “What are you implying? That I had something to do with it?”
“I don’t know, Rakel, did you?”
“You are one crazy bitch, you know that?”
Thaddeus stepped in front of Jana. “Let’s chill, shall we?”
“What am I supposed to think?” Jana said. “You’re a ski tech, for Christ’s sake. You knew which skis belonged to me.” She expelled a breath. “You had access, Rakel. You had opportunity.”
Rakel glared at her then shook his head. “I’m leaving.” He stormed off.
Jana was royally pissed that her boots had been tampered with. She should have been terrorized by the event. Instead, she was fuming. She would find out who was messing with her and put a stop to it.
Thaddeus carried her back to the lodge, where she ditched the damaged boots. Then she changed into her other boots, so she could walk over to the competition. It would be over soon, and even though her life had been threatened again, she was damn well going to watch Coley cross the finish line.