“I’ve made plans for a tour guide to take me up into the mountains after I’m settled,” she said, breaking into his thoughts.
Stone lifted a brow. “Up into the mountains?”
“Yes, that’s where the man has taken my mother.”
He paused in the act of taking a bite of his muffin. “This man took your mother up into the mountains?” At her nod he then asked, “Why?”
“Because that’s where he lives.”
After chewing a morsel of the muffin, Stone inquired, “The guy actually lives in the mountains?” He took a swallow of coffee, thinking he’d always thought his uncle Corey was
the only man brave enough to forgo civilization and live high up in the mountains. While he worked as a park ranger,
Corey Westmoreland stayed in the lowlands, making the
trip into the mountains on his days off.
“Yes, according to the information I was able to find, he
lives on this huge mountain,” Madison said, interrupting his thoughts. “The man is a retired park ranger. I don’t have his full name but I understand he’s well known in those parts
and goes by Carl, Cole, Cord or something like that.”
A portion of Stone’s coffee went down the wrong pipe and he began coughing to clear his throat.
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