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They had some answers, but they still had so much to figure out.

According to Gibson, they needed to get out of here.

She wasn’t one to question him.

Actually, shewas.

But not right now. Right now, she knew without a doubt they needed to leave—before it was too late.

Duke, Ranger, and Matthew all went outside to shovel snow so their vehicles could get out of the driveway.

As they did that, the rest of the gang packed. When they finished that, Juniper and Andi went back to leave extra food out for the reindeer. Then everyone was ready to load the bags into the vehicles and take off.

Juniper and Tundra rode with Simmy and Ranger, while the rest of them rode in Duke’s SUV.

Part of Duke was relieved to get away from this place. Too much had happened here. He had no idea what kind of people Caleb had mixed himself up with. Until they had more answers, it wasn’t safe.

These guys could have been the ones who killed Pepper. Because no one knew for certain that Caleb had killed her. Maybe it was someone Caleb had made mad with his behind-the-scenes drug deals.

Either way, Duke had a feeling Pepper’s death and Caleb’s disappearance was somehow related to the drugs.

As they headed down the snowy lane, he remembered how his vehicle had slid out of control yesterday. The conditions today were even more precarious.

But as he saw something on the road in front of them, he tapped his brakes.

Quickly, he glanced in the rearview mirror to make sure that Ranger saw him slowing.

Thankfully, his friend slowed also.

“What happened here?” Andi leaned closer to the windshield for a better look.

Duke crept closer before fully braking and throwing his SUV into Park.

Then he stared at the mess in front of him.

At least four trees had fallen and blocked the only road leading from the camp.

Was this a coincidence?

Somehow, he doubted it.

CHAPTER 56

As Andi climbed out of the SUV, she sank up to her knees in the snow.

The icy precipitation instantly penetrated her jeans, and her skin stung from the biting cold.

But she didn’t care.

Instead, she trudged toward the trees blocking the road. Duke joined her.

Though they were all spruce and not especially large, there were enough trees blocking them that they’d need equipment to get beyond them. She wasn’t an expert on tree removal, but that much was obvious.

Ranger had climbed out also and stalked toward the downed trees. He grunted as he stared at one of them.

“What is it?” Duke paused in the middle of the drive and turned toward Ranger.

“These trees didn’t just all fall across the road because of the storm.” Ranger pointed to one of the tree trunks. The cuts near the base were clean, not splintered. “They were intentionally cut down—with an ax, if I had to guess.”

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