The land was where the new highway bypass was scheduled to be built next year.

“They bought the land before the state announced the project,” I realized aloud. “Using the money from the crates.”

“Exactly,” Arthur said. “It’s worth millions. If this ledger gets to the federal authorities, Marcus loses everything. He goes to prison for the rest of his life.”

I stared at the paper, my mind racing.

If I gave this to the police, Marcus would be finished.

But what would happen to Thomas?

He was co-signed on these deeds.

He was just as guilty in the eyes of the law.

Suddenly, a sharp, buzzing sound cut through the silence of the cabin.

I jumped, my heart leaping into my throat.

The noise was coming from my coat pocket.

I reached inside and pulled out my cell phone.

The screen was wet, but the bright light illuminated the dark room.

An unknown number was flashing on the screen.

My fingers trembled as I pressed the button to accept the call.

I held the phone to my ear, but I didn’t say a word.