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My irritation flares instantly. “See? This is exactly why I didn’t want to tell you.”

His eyes narrow. “Didn’t want to tell me what?”

Shit.

I look away briefly.

Big mistake.

Rhett’s hand tightens slightly at my waist. “Nora.”

“It’s probably nothing.”

“You’re lying.”

“I hate how often you say that.”

“And yet I keep being right.”

Infuriating man.

I exhale sharply before finally pulling away from him and grabbing my laptop off the table. “Fine. Look.”

Rhett studies the documents silently for several long minutes while I pace near the fireplace trying not to feel nervous under the weight of his focus.

His jaw tightens more with every page.

By the time he reaches the dumping site photos, something dangerous has settled into his expression completely.

“These hikers didn’t disappear,” I say quietly. “They found something.”

“Yeah.” His voice turns colder. “Looks that way.”

“And somebody covered it up.”

Rhett closes the laptop slowly before looking at me. “How many people know you have this?”

“None.”

“You sure?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

I cross my arms. “You say that like you’re about to bury bodies.”

“Depends who’s involved.”

I stare at him.

The scary part is I’m only half convinced he’s joking.

Rhett pushes away from the table and walks toward me slowly. “You’re done investigating this.”

I bark out a laugh immediately. “Absolutely not.”

“Yes.”