Who could the contact be?

As I run to the stables, I don’t see anyone on the road. But there is a dust trail.

Someone recently took off.

The stable hand recognizes me from the ride with Ambrose. She quickly offers to saddle a ride for me. As soon as she hands me the reigns, I hop up and take off, pursuing the trail.

I track the rider through town, moving to the outskirts and down the path that leads to the cottage where Lucas was ...