Page 19 of Only One More Lie

“Things were pretty ugly between them, huh?”

“They fought all the time.” Juniper shrugged. “I know that might not be much help, but they’re really the only ones I know of who had a beef with my parents.”

That really wasn’t much to go on, especially if they were in Seattle.

Andi had one theory brewing in her mind. This place employed seasonal employees. Many who worked at places like this could be found on a webservice that was targeted at young people who wanted to travel. Ski resorts, lodges, national parks even, utilized this service to find workers.

She only knew that because of a friend of hers while growing up in Texas owned a dude ranch. That was how her family had found the help they needed.

What if each of the victims had some type of interaction with a seasonal worker? One of the victims had actually been a guest here at the camp three years ago.

However, only two victims had traveled to any resorts in recent years.

This whole case felt like a wild goose chase. But Andi liked a good challenge, and that was exactly what she was getting right now.

Just then, Tundra let out a low growl.

Duke slowly turned to glance behind him.

What was the dog growling at?

He saw nothing.

“Tundra, it’s okay,” Juniper murmured.

Though her words sounded reassuring, her skin looked pale again, and her arms shook.

The dog’s reaction had scared her, even if she didn’t admit it.

“Let me go check things out,” Duke said. “Just to be on the safe side.”

Ranger joined him, heading toward the bedrooms.

They quickly perused the downstairs of the house but saw no one.

Then Duke glanced outside.

Again, he saw no one.

That was good news, he supposed. But still, the dog’s reaction was unnerving.

What did Tundra see that they couldn’t?

“I don’t see anyone out there,” Duke told everyone as he stepped back toward the group.

Juniper let out a breath. “Good to know. See? I told you, Tundra.”

Andi seemed to pick up on that fact that Juniper needed a break. “What if we get back to this again later?”

Juniper didn’t argue. “Yes, maybe we should do that. I need to show you where you’re staying. Then I probably need to manage a few things here at the camp. I’ve gotten some text messages, and several of our guests and employees are upset. I should handle that.”

It was a lot of pressure for a nineteen-year-old. Duke hoped the woman’s uncle would help her.

But he didn’t envy the position she was in. Not at all.

CHAPTER 8

Juniper gave them directions to the cabin where they’d be staying, as well as the code for the front door.

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