"Well, that does it. He's done here." Mitch fisted his hands on his waist. "I've had suspicions but didn't want to admit them. I have you now, so it'll be easier to let him go, except for the arrest." He glanced at Ronnie, who stood staring out the window, as if mesmerized by the serenity of the scenic Grand Teton mountain range.

"Yeah, you're right," Ronnie said then turned to him. "How do you want to play this? It could be dangerous. Do we need to call in the feds?"

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