Rumors.
One fight outside a bar.
Nothing large enough to justify what lay on the Steel Vultures’ workbench now.
Lucas stared at the photos.
“This isn’t revenge.”
Miller nodded.
“No.”
“It’s preparation.”
“Yes.”
Nora’s voice came from the office doorway.
“He was at my school.”
Every adult turned.
Rose was not there yet.
That made Lucas’s stomach drop.
“What?”
Nora stepped into the garage.
The deputy nearest her raised one hand.
“Stay back from the evidence, okay?”
She nodded.
Then she pointed at the intruder.
“Last Thursday.”
The man looked away.
Lucas moved closer to Nora.
“You’re sure?”
“Yes.”
“Where?”
“Across from the north entrance.”
“What was he doing?”