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“Shots?” The conversation now had Cat’s attention “What on earth are you talking about, Uncle Culley?”

Before he could explain, Ty walked into the kitchen His gaze went straight to the old man “Hello, Culley Tara said you were out here I didn’t want you to leave before I had a chance to thank you for going for help today”

He extended a hand in gratitude Culley reluctantly shook it, ment, and picked up his silverware

“When you topped that rise, I was never so glad to see anybody in all my life,” Ty told him

“I ian reo “Culley was justthat he heard a couple shots”

“Really? When?” Ty asked, only mildly interested in the answer

“About the same time I heard the crash” Culley kept his head down as if absorbed by the meal before him

“You probably heard the blowouts,” Ty concluded

“Could be”

But Logan wasn’t fooled by Culley’s apparent concession, chalking it up to the man’s natural reticence around the male side of the Calder clan “But you don’t think it was, do you, Culley” Although phrased as a question, Logan made a statement of it

Culley fired hiunshots when I hear ’eain and pushed the food around on his plate “I figured somebody was shootin’ at coyotes But there wasn’t nobody else around, an’ there wasn’t a rifle in the pickup”

“You think solance to Ty to observe his reaction

“Seeht after another” Culley didn’t commit himself to more than that

“What do you think?” Logan put the question to Ty, noticing the way Ty was alreadyover this new take on the crash

“I’ood shape,” Ty replied, his own suspicions beginning to grow