Kade had gone home to work, typed a document with details about his investors to take with him to his meeting at the bank. He’d sent it to the printer and then remembered… He’d taken his printer to the trailer weeks before.
He could send the documents to the office store in town. He used them for big print jobs. They could have this ready in minutes.
And then he had a thought. Ginny had things at the trailer. Maybe she’d go there before she left town. Maybe he could accidentally run into her. Accidentally on purpose, now that the thought had occurred to him. But she didn’t need to know that.
He’d snatched his laptop and headed to the property. He was just about to go down the hill when he’d seen a big black sedan backing away from the trailer. A prospective buyer? On a day like this?
And this early in the morning? It wasn’t even ten o’clock.
The black car turned toward him, then angled into the mud in front of the clubhouse. Weird. Were they vandals? There was no piping in the building yet, so they couldn’t steal any copper. And why would they have been at the trailer?
That made no sense. Too nice a car. It had to be people who were interested in building on the property. He should catch up with them, talk to them about it.
But when he’d neared, he’d seen a bright light shining through one of the clubhouse windows. Whoever it was, they were inside.
His heartbeat thudded in his chest, and adrenaline flooded his veins.
Something was wrong.
He reversed his truck and parked near the entrance to the development. Then, he called the police.