There was a short hesitation. “Do you understand Mr. Salvano was being investigated for several things including, but not limited to, money laundering, fraud, and illegal activity across the border? We have reason to believe he had business connections with serious criminals who might see Salvano as a threat. Up until this point your ex has refused to cooperate with the bureau. To be perfectly frank, ma’am, I find it hard to believe that you weren’t aware of the illegal dealings Mr. Salvano was involved in. How convenient it would be for him to disappear.”

“What exactly are you suggesting?” She lifted her chin.

“Nothing, Miss Makelti.” He smiled but it was blank of humor. “What’s important, if he should show up, which I do believe he will, I’m hoping you’ll call me at once.” He reached into his pocket and withdrew a business card.

Wynn took the card.

“Let’s be clear, ma’am. Keeping information from the feds is a federal crime. If Salvano crossed the wrong people, made some bad enemies, I hope you wouldn’t be on their list.”

Zander stepped up. “She’s answered your questions and she has no clue where he is.”

Gaines nodded. “I’m sure she doesn’t. For my records, who are you?”

Wynn laid a hand on Zander’s arm. “This is my neighbor—”

“Special Agent Zander Cade with the Wyoming DCI stationed in Laramie.” He reached into his pocket and flashed his badge to the agent. Zander wasn’t sure who was more surprised. Gaines or Wynn who let out a surprised gasp that made the hair on Zander’s neck stand. He’d have some explaining to do, and so would she, but for now, they needed to figure out what information the stiff-lipped agent had that brought him out here to the mountains. “So, I’d like for you to tell us exactly what you have on Salvano and why you think he will show up here in Crooked Creek.”