“Stay here, Garrett. I mean it. You have that baby to think of.”

Tess glanced at Oliver and got in her SUV to drive to space 40. He settled into the passenger seat.

“You’re angry I didn’t share Garrett’s secret with you,” Oliver said.

Tess started the engine and drew in a breath, then let it out slowly. He could always read her, especially when she didn’t want him to. “I shouldn’t be.”

“Maybe, maybe not. I never thought he’d do anything so stupid as to get involved with Ken Blakely.”

“Hmmph” was all Tess could think of to say. Another bit of guilt stabbed. She should have done more to help Yarrow with Blakely.

They approached space 40. There was no vehicle in the small carport. Tess parked in front and got out, attention fully on the mobile and not on Oliver, who’d gotten out and moved to stand next to her.

Blakely had a new truck. Tess had seen him driving it around town in recent weeks. But the truck was nowhere near the space. She knew this end of the park backed up to the forest and could see there was a small shed in the back of the space.

“Wait here,” she said to Oliver as she stepped up to try the door. Locked.

She went around the back and headed toward the small storage shed. She could see the front bumper of a vehicle peeking out from behind the shed. She walked to it and saw a utility vehicle, a Polaris RZR, painted in camouflage, something a lot of hunters used. Alarm bells went off. What was it Victor had said when the search for the gunman had ended? “There was a small vehicle here, maybe an ATV. . . .”

Tess inspected the machine and found it was wet and muddy. She placed a hand on the motor area. Still a little warm. There was also something on the passenger seat. Blood. But if Blakely was a poacher, it could be animal blood. Then again, it could also be Janie Cooper’s blood. Why would Blakely snatch her and keep her alive when she could identify him?

She returned to the front of the mobile, conscious of Oliver’s gaze on her.

“What are you thinking?” he asked.

“That I need to get a look inside this mobile.” Tess knew she had grounds to enter, even without Polk and his permission. But she was afraid of what she’d find. Worst-case scenario, Janie Cooper could be dead on the floor. She found herself hoping the place was empty.

She climbed up the three steps and knocked on the door. “Hello? Anyone here? This is Chief O’Rourke. I have a key; I’m coming in.”

She waited, listening and hearing nothing. Tess turned to Oliver as she unsnapped her weapon. “Stand back, Oliver.”

He looked every bit as concerned as she felt, but he stepped back.