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definitely didn’t have a computer inside it. Joshua
was acting squirrely. That’s all my father and I know.”
    “If I find out you’re lying, I’ll come after
you. The devil—”
    “I know, can corner you in a house, but not
in a tipi.”
    “What the hell you talking about?”
    “You didn’t write that on a note to me this
morning?” Summer wanted nothing more than peace and quiet.
    “I don’t leave threatening notes. What’d it
say?”
    She hesitated. Should she tell him? “It said,
Go back to your people…it might be the only safe place for you.
Trust no one. And in tiny print it said, “The devil can corner you
in a house, but not in a tipi.”
    “I didn’t write it. That means someone else
is involved. You have any idea who could have written it?”
    “No. I thought it was you. Someone called my
father, I’m guessing that was you.”
    “That one I’ll admit to. Who do you
think—”
    “I don’t have a clue. The only person I think
is in the middle of all this is Joshua Perkins. My father and I
have nothing to do with whatever you’re doing. We don’t know
anything, like I’ve said before.”
    “If you’re lying to me, you’ll pay
dearly.”
    Summer held the phone to her ear long after
silence told her the caller had hung up.
    “You care to explain that call to me?”
    “There’s nothing to explain. You heard what I
said.”
    “You shouldn’t have told him about the black
bags. Is he coming after us?”
    Summer pressed the heels of her hands into
her forehead. “I don’t think so. It seems he believed me.”
    “And if he didn’t?”
    “My guess is we haven’t heard the last of
him. I can’t even begin to image what Joshua’s involved in. I
wonder if Jordan accidentally figured it out and it got him
killed.”
    “You can’t believe what a napi’kwan says. Don’t be so sure Jordan knew nothing. It would concern me
that a woman was killed in my boyfriend’s shower. Be honest with
yourself or the answers won’t present themselves.”
    She glanced over at her father, then shook
her head. “If only this could be resolved so easily.” Silence fell
between them. Summer couldn’t help wondering what she’d seen
without realizing it. Could Jordan possibly be involved every bit
as much as Joshua? Where was Jordan on those many late nights at
the office? She’d never even considered he was somewhere else…and
the truth…. she didn’t really care.
    Why had Jordan called both her and Joshua to
come to his apartment if he was involved? Again the logical
explanation was he’d figure out what Joshua was involved in and
wanted to confront him. Did he want her there to be witness to his
accusations? Summer’s head swam with questions…with no answers.
Maybe the most damaging question was: what was Ali Murdown doing
taking a shower in Jordan’s apartment?

Chapter Three
     
    Summer stared at the chopper and back at her
father. “This is a joke, right?”
    “No, I’m just following instructions from
your nah’ah .”
    “Lady, the longer you make me wait, the more
it’s going to cost. I suggest we leave in the next five minutes.”
He pushed his sunglasses further up his nose and quickly looked the
other way.
    Even though she really couldn’t see him well,
she glared at the pilot. “I…haven’t had time to prepare. I’m not
packed for a week in a tent.”
    “More like tipi if I know Nah’ah . Do
you have shirts and jeans packed in any of those bags?”
    Nodding, Summer walked back to her father’s
1960 Pontiac GTO and pulled out several suitcases. The largest had
sportswear and exercise clothes and she pulled it aside. She
grabbed the smaller gray suitcase that contained makeup, mirror,
and her thyroid meds. It would have to do. “Next time I’d
appreciate a bit of a heads-up. If it was anyone other than Nah’ah , I’d say forget it.”
    “Look at it this way, you get to experience a
chopper ride. That’s something I’ve never done.”
    “Why don’t you come