Monday, August 1

Lane’s phone began to vibrate in his shirt pocket.

Arthur smiled. “That’s not what I asked you. That’s not what you were thinking. You just changed the subject again.”

“You really want to know what I think of grizzlies?” Lane asked.

He felt their curiosity pique and the resultant attention shift in his direction.

Lane ignored his phone. “The bear was afraid of us, yet we fear it. It’s a hunter. It’s very good at what it does. And it makes us feel like prey. Still, we’re not the endangered species.”

“Like you,” Matt said. “You’re a hunter.”

“And people fear you,” Daniel said.

Lane picked the phone out of his pocket and flipped it open.

Christine grabbed it from him and put it to her ear. “Hello?” She slapped Lane’s hand away as he reached to take the phone back. “Hi, Keely. How are you? Yes, we’ll be back tomorrow. Probably in the afternoon.” She listened for a minute, then said, “I’ll pass the message along. He’s right here, but we were in the middle of a good conversation, and he was using your call as an excuse to avoid answering a tough question. You know how he avoids answering the questions he doesn’t want to answer? I’ll get him to call you right back.”

“What’s up?” Lane asked.

“I’ll tell you when we finish this conversation.” Christine curled her fingers around the phone.

“Could I have my phone back, please?” Lane motioned with his open right hand.

“No.” She put the phone on the table, covered it with a napkin and put her hands over top.

Lane looked at Arthur, who was getting his spark back after a double mastectomy. It had been a long haul. There was the shock of the diagnosis, the operation and recovery from surgery, then the chemo and all of those lovely side effects.

Arthur said, “She wants some answers. You expect the same from us. Remember your big speech about us being honest with one another?”

“Okay. What do you want to know?” Lane refilled his coffee from the carafe at the centre of the table.

“Do you admire the grizzly because it’s a hunter like you?” Matt asked.

“Or because it’s feared and misunderstood?” Arthur asked.

“What about the fact that it’s nearly extinct?” Christine asked.

Lane joined in on the laughter.

Daniel said, “Of course it’s not because male grizzlies sometimes kill male cubs.”

Christine glared at Daniel. “How did you know that was what the call was about?”

Christine will forever be leaping to conclusions after the way she was mistreated in Paradise, Lane thought, then asked, “About what?”

“Keely said they found the body of a missing boy. She thinks it may be related to one of your unsolved cases.” Christine lifted the napkin and handed him the phone.