Kenna noticed that he never called her mom. That was probably to be expected, considering he hadn't grown up with her and believed she had stayed away on purpose.

"Hm?" Zora turned around.

"Dad wouldn't have given you anything to put in that safety deposit box, would he?" Kingsley's hand on Kenna's nape tightened. "Maybe a decade ago?"

Zora's brows pinched together. "Not that I recall."

Zane moved toward his mom. "I'll walk you out."

Instead of going, Zora met Kingsley's gaze. "Big John is the only one who asked me to put an envelope in the box."

River gasped. Kenna gripped the back of Kingsley's leather vest.

Zane met Kingsley's gaze and nodded. "I'll get Big John and bring him to the house."

As soon as the door shut, she turned to Kingsley. "What's with all the questions? What are you thinking?"

"Do you think somehow our dad gave a package to your mom?" River rounded the table and came to Kenna's side. "That's crazy."

"Let's just wait." Kingsley kissed her forehead, bringing her to his chest, and wrapping his arms around her. "We might as well check every avenue."

She pressed her cheek to his chest. As much as she wanted to stay and find out what was going on, she had to get ready to go to the bar. Her shift started in an hour.

Chapter Twenty Nine

Kenna

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On the back of Kingsley's motorcycle, Kenna looked at River riding behind Zane. While they had ridden many times, they had never ridden together.

The ride today could change everything.

Her mind wandered back to Kingsley's conversation with her after meeting with Big John. He was sure the package Big John had put in Zora's safety deposit box had belonged to Ridge Stafford.

It was so wild and crazy to believe the package from her dad could possibly have passed through so many hands. But here they were, riding to find answers because Zora had no idea what was in the package, even though she owned the safety deposit box.

The wind whipped past her as they weaved through the winding mountain roads into the valley, following the river into St. Maries.

Her dad's mysterious package, the key, and the answers all felt like pieces of a puzzle she couldn't quite fit together.

Riding down the main street, Kingsley pulled into the bank parking lot. She looked around, finding Big John in the truck with Zora. The only way they could open the box was if Zora was here.

According to Big John, taking her off the mountain was challenging. Sometimes, stress would make her stop taking her medicine. He and Zane agreed it would be best if they watched her afterward to make sure she stayed medicated.

This wasn't something Zora asked for. They needed her to do them a favor. In return, they would make sure nothing happens to her.

Kingsley shut off the motorcycle. She slid off and stood beside the Harley.

"You'll stay out here with River." He nodded over her head. "Big John is right there, watching out for you."

"Okay." She kissed him quickly. "Good luck."

"We'll need more than luck." He swung his leg off the bike and turned to Zane. "Ready?"

"Yep."

River walked around the Harley and stood with her. Together, they watched the men get Zora out of the truck, talk with her, and lead her inside.