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“Rich guy named Croon just bought half the mountain at the end of that road. He plans to buy more of the property leading up to what he just bought. And we want to make it easy for Sawtooth to be accessed. We don’t want to make it easier for Bear Pass to get that foot traffic.”

Jesus Christ.

Just what I wanted.

More ski resorts that brought in dumbass people that had no clue how to navigate a flat road covered in snow, let alone a curved downhill mountain road that was covered in it.

“Why is this the first that I’m hearing about some man named Croon buying a ski resort?”

“It’s not a ski resort yet,” Amile said. “The land sale was just finalized a couple of days ago. He hasn’t officially announced anything, because technically right now he can’t do much of anything with it. He’s trying to acquire Grizzly Ranch.”

My brows rose.

Grizzly Ranch was the troubled youth boys’ home that I’d gotten Jessamy’s brother into.

“Milo will never sell,” I murmured to Gentry. “So this is all a moot point.”

“I don’t know much about that ranch,” Gentry kept his voice quiet. “But I do agree with you, the little that I know of Milo, he’d never sell. That place is his sanctuary.”

“We should run out and talk to him tomorrow,” I murmured. “After I get rid of our guests.”

“The only one that’s going to be there is your favorite person ever.” Gentry sounded amused.

My favorite person ever, Jessamy, was the biggest pain in my ass that ever was.

The bad thing was, each time I had her in my cruiser or my jail cell, I didn’t necessarily hate it.

She was easy to talk to, likable, and honestly refreshing.

When she wasn’t trying to bust my balls.

“You damn well know that Milo Purdue isn’t going to sell Camp Grizzly.” Jack Roy snorted. “And if you try to force him out, he’s going to pull out his billions of dollars and rip you a new asshole. We both know that you couldn’t handle that. The city couldn’t handle that. Nor do we need any of the bullshit that’s going to come from this.”

“It’ll be okay.” Amile sounded unsure.

“I vote no,” Jack said. “You won’t get anything without majority vote. And I damn well know the rest of you are on the same wavelength as me.” He stood and started gathering his stuff. “Let me know when you’re ready to admit that this is stupid.”

He left, throwing his worn-in Carhartt jacket over his hefty body as he left.

He stopped next to me, rolled his eyes, and said, “We on for poker this evening?”

“Got a couple of guests, thanks to you,” I murmured.

“Fuck, forgot about that.” He slapped me on the shoulder. “Let ’em free.”

My brows rose. “Your board was the one that made me arrest them in the first place.”

“You file any paperwork?” he asked.

I shook my head.

“Set ’em free.” He paused. “And make sure you give the troublemaker a ride home.”

“Do I have to?” I joked.

His brows narrowed. “Yes.”

Jessamy didn’t know it, but she had a lot of people in her court.