Cindi Myers - Danger On Dakota Ridge

“It’s Paige’s story to tell,” Rob said. “I only happened upon the tail end of things.”

“Come into my office.” Travis led them down the hall to his office and shut the door behind them. Paige sat in the chair in front of the battered wooden desk, while Travis took the black leather chair behind it. Rob stationed himself by the door. “Tell me what happened,” Travis said.

“I hiked up the Dakota Ridge Trail this morning,” Paige said. “I wanted to see if CNG Development had complied with the court order to remove the gate over the trail. They hadn’t.”

She glanced at Rob, daring him to reveal her plans to remove the lock, but he said nothing. “While I was up there, I saw two men on the other side of the gate, on the old Eagle Mountain Resort property. They didn’t see me. They were carrying a large wooden crate between them—about the size of a coffin, though I don’t think it was a coffin. It looked heavy. I thought it was really odd that they would be carrying something like that through the woods, instead of driving up to wherever they needed to be. The second thing that was odd was that both of the men had semiautomatic rifles slung over their backs. I’m no expert, but I think they were AR-15s.”

Travis’s brow wrinkled, and he pulled a pad of paper toward him and began making notes. “Can you describe these men?”

“Muscular—big shoulders. They were wearing forest camo parkas and black knit watch caps. I didn’t get a really good look at their faces through the trees, but I didn’t recognize them.”

“What happened next?” Travis asked.

“They continued through the woods, on the other side of the fence. I went back down the trail, but I was curious to know what they were up to, so I followed them. They stopped and one of them bent down and I heard the scrape of metal on metal. I think they opened a trapdoor or something. Then one of them climbed down into the ground. The other one pushed the box in and climbed down after it.”

“So they went underground?” Travis asked. “Out of sight?”

She nodded. “I wondered if they were going into that same chamber where Gage and Maya were trapped this summer. But then I wondered again why they hadn’t just driven up to it. Isn’t it connected to that underground lab you found?” She looked to Rob for confirmation. “That’s what Maya told me.”

“It is,” Rob said. “But we didn’t find any sign that that chamber had been used for anything in a long time.”

“That chamber is farther from the fence line,” Travis said. “I don’t think you could see the opening at the top from the fence.”

“I don’t think so, either,” Rob said.

“Maybe it’s just underground storage of some kind,” Travis said.

“Fine, but why sneak through the woods, especially carrying something heavy?” she asked. “And why were those guys armed? And why did they shoot at me when they saw me watching them?”

“Did they say anything?” Travis asked.

“No. They just yelled ‘Hey!’ or something like that, and started firing. I couldn’t get out of there fast enough.”

“Did they try to follow you?” Travis asked.

“I don’t know. I just ran.” Her heart raced, remembering. “I knew they were on the other side of the fence and they’d have a hard time catching up to me. I figured I could make it to my car before they did. Then I ran into Agent Allerton.” No sense elaborating on how he had pinned her to the ground. Though she had to admit that was after she did her best to knee him in the crotch.

“I heard the gunshots and came running up the trail,” Rob said. “I met Paige coming down.”

“What were you doing up there?” Travis asked.

Paige watched his face, not hiding her curiosity. Would he give the sheriff his story about a vacation? He shifted his weight. “I took some personal time to do a favor for my aunt.”

“What kind of favor?” Travis asked.

Rob glanced at Paige. Was he going to ask her to leave the room, or suggest that he and Travis talk later? “I didn’t ask you to leave while I told my story,” she said. “I think I can hear yours.”

“It’s not exactly a secret,” he said. “My aunt by marriage is Henry Hake’s older sister. She asked me to look into his death a little more, see what I could find out.”

“We’re still investigating Henry Hake’s death,” Travis said. The man behind the Eagle Mountain Resort development had disappeared earlier in the summer. His body had been discovered on the property last month, but so far no one had been able to determine either how he had died or why.

“I’m not trying to step on any toes,” Rob said. “But she’s been worried sick since Hake disappeared early this summer. When he was found dead in that bunker on what had been his own property, it left her with more questions than answers. I told her I didn’t expect to find anything you hadn’t already learned, but she begged me to try.” He shrugged. “I had some time off coming, and it’s not exactly a hardship to spend a few days hanging around Eagle Mountain.”

“Does your aunt have any ideas about what might have happened to her brother?” Travis asked.

“He had heart trouble, but she doesn’t think he died of a heart attack,” Rob said. “She’s sure he was murdered. He was definitely afraid of someone in the weeks before he died. I’d like to find out who.”

Chapter Three

Rob gave Travis credit—the sheriff didn’t even blink when he learned Rob’s reason for a return to Eagle Mountain. Paige, however, was gaping at him as if he had revealed a secret identity as a circus clown. “You’re related to Henry Hake?” she asked.

“Not exactly,” he said. “My uncle’s second wife is Hake’s sister. I never met the man.” He turned to Travis. “And it’s not my intention to interfere with your investigation. I just promised my aunt I would see what I could find out. I hiked up that trail this morning thinking I would start by getting another look at the place where his body was found—or as close as I could get, since the gates to the compound were locked up.”

Travis nodded and turned back to Paige. “I’ll go up to the resort property and take a look around. Do you think you could identify either of the men who shot at you if you saw them again?”

“Yes,” she said.

“Good. I’ll be in touch.” He stood, and Paige rose also.

“While you’re up there, would you look for my necklace?” she asked. “It’s a gold chain, with a charm of a bird in flight. I was wearing it this morning and I don’t have it now. I think it must have snagged on the bushes near where I was watching those two men.”

“Sure, we can look for it,” Travis said.

“Thank you, Sheriff,” she said, and turned toward the door.

“Paige?”

“Yes, Sheriff?”

“Don’t go up there by yourself anymore,” Travis said. “At least until we get this settled. And tell the other hikers you know the same.”

“All right.” She turned toward Rob and acted as if she wanted to say something, then closed her mouth and left the room.

“Stay a minute,” Travis said to Rob.

He nodded, and waited until they heard the front door close behind Paige before he took the seat she had vacated.

“Did you see either of the men she described?” Travis asked.

“No. I wasn’t that far up the trail before she came barreling down.” He chuckled. “I didn’t recognize her at first, and I’m sure she didn’t recognize me. When I took hold of her to try to calm her down, she fought like a tiger.” He rubbed the side of his face, where she had scratched him.

“You knew each other before?” Travis asked.

Rob nodded. “Yes. And it’s safe to say I am not one of her favorite people.”