“We don’t know who they are, but we know what they want. Now what we need to do is stop them before they get it and disappear. I know I don’t have to tell you that Tony needs justice. And Heidi, whatever your husband did, he didn’t kill his partner. What he did cannot be undone. But that’s what should be known about him. And what should be known about the ones behind this is that they’re dirty, they’re murderers, and it might not be innocent men who took their raps, but they were innocent of those raps. I understand your fear and that it might be difficult to trust people you don’t know. All I can do is assure you that we have significant resources, and they’re at your disposal to keep you safe if you choose to accept them.”

Heidi and Lynn looked at each other.

Then they looked at Hawk.

“Okay,” Lynn said.

“You’ll clear my husband’s name?” Heidi asked.

Hawk nodded, but replied, “Of what he didn’t do. Absolutely.”

Heidi took a beat.

Then she said, “Okay.”

That ended the meeting.

Ally, Mamá and Cisco were about taking care of the women.

Hawk, Boone and Axl moved back out to the Hummer.

Hawk had turned around in the huge drive and had just started them down it when he said, “I wanna know who Dynamite is before we’re down the mountain. And I want to know where to find whoever that is.”

Boone got out his phone.

Axl did too.

Epilogue

Soar

Axl

That evening, Axl walked into his house with his phone at his ear and his eyes scanning the refrigerator door.

“Ghost,” Jorge stated. “And I’m sure it won’t surprise you to know she’s been outta sight for months. People saying she just vanished. Word she’s a sex worker. Also word she’s a junkie. Can’t get a lock on it. Now, she’s just nowhere. She could be dead. She could have relocated. Vance is on it.”

They were talking about Dynamite, who he now knew was a ghost, something that didn’t help them. Also something they unfortunately hadn’t been able to ascertain before Hawk drove them down the mountain.

Now he knew why.

Because she was a ghost.

And Vance, Lee Nightingale’s man, was on it because he was not only Lee’s best tracker, he was the best tracker any of them had.

Which meant he was the best tracker not only in the state of Colorado, but the entire Rocky Mountain region.

As in, unless Dynamite was encased in lime, which she hopefully was not, and maybe even if she was, Vance would eventually find her.

“Brandi?” he asked Jorge.

Having gotten a greeting-non-greeting from Cleo, who saw him, took him in, established he was still capable of feeding her, then walked away, he continued looking for a note from his woman.

This because her car wasn’t in the garage and she hadn’t sent him a text to say she wasn’t going to be home when he got there.