suspicious eventually. I guess I could try the break thing again.”
“It’s worth a try,” Alyson encouraged.
“Okay, but I go in alone this time. If I was really giving breaks I wouldn’t have any friends following me around, and I’m betting whoever’s on duty at security today will realize that.”
“Okay, we’ll wait in the Expedition,” Alyson agreed.
Andi walked into the office and a few minutes later a woman in a uniform emerged.
“It looks like it worked,” Mac commented. “I hope she doesn’t have any problem getting into the locker.”
“I still can’t figure out how the murderer got the victim on that specific chair at the specific time needed,” Devon said. “If he was one person ahead or one person back in the line he wouldn’t have been in the correct chair even if the murderer could have figured out how to get the victim to ride that particular lift at that specific time.”
“Yeah, it’s a tough one.” Alyson reached across the seat and took Devon’s hand.
“We should head over to the bar after this,” Eli suggested.
“It looks like one of the other security personnel just showed up,” Mac pointed out. “I hope Andi isn’t in the back.”
“She’s good at covering and the personnel at the resort have no reason to suspect her of doing anything wrong,” Devon pointed out. “I’m sure she’ll be fine.”
“It looks like she’s coming out,” Trevor said.
Andi jogged over to the car and slipped into the back next to Trevor. She pulled a sheet of paper out of her jeans pocket.
“I found something in the man’s wallet. I had no idea what it meant so I brought it with me.”
“What does it say?” Mac asked.
“It’s just a series of numbers: 16146138.”
“It could be a code of some type,” Mac guessed.
“Or maybe a phone number,” Eli speculated. “It could be 1-614-6138.”
“There aren’t enough numbers to be an American social security number, but too many for a date. What kinds of numbers are on drivers’ licenses and personal IDs in Canada?” Devon asked.
“Nothing that would match.”
“Did you happen to think to check to see if Stacy King’s stuff was locked up in security?” Devon asked.
“Actually, I did. Both Bruce and Stacy’s bodies were evacuated by medical helicopters from Vancouver today. Their belongings were sent along with them.”
“Why didn’t they take Todd?” Alyson wondered.
“The accident happened after they’d left. Weather permitting, I’m sure they’ll be back for him tomorrow.”
“Now what?” Mac asked.
“Let’s head over to the bar to see if Randy is there. We can ask him about both the accident and the comps,” Alyson suggested. “Then we can go back to the house to try to make some sense of all this.”
The bar was packed with thirsty skiers and employees, who had gathered to wind down after a long day on the slopes. Boisterous patrons occupied every table and every seat at the bar, with groups of people standing around nearby.
“There’s Randy.” Andi pointed to a long-haired man with a short beard and a silver hoop earring in one ear. “Alyson and I will go talk to him. Maybe the rest of you should hang back.”
The others settled around a table by the door that had just been vacated.
“Hey, Randy. How’s it going?” Andi leaned in next to him.
“Hey, Andi. Who’s your friend?”
“Alyson. She’s visiting from the States.”
“I’m happy to meet you,” Alyson said to the man, who looked like he wanted to devour her.
“Nice meeting you too. Staying long?”
“No,” Alyson answered. “Not long.”
The man shrugged and turned his attention back to Andi. “Did you hear about the accident we had on the lifts today? It was such a drag.”
“Yeah, I heard. Any idea what happened?”
“Security tells me the chair was tampered with. I was on shift all day and didn’t see anything. I’m sure the safety bar was working earlier; otherwise someone would have reported
“It’s worth a try,” Alyson encouraged.
“Okay, but I go in alone this time. If I was really giving breaks I wouldn’t have any friends following me around, and I’m betting whoever’s on duty at security today will realize that.”
“Okay, we’ll wait in the Expedition,” Alyson agreed.
Andi walked into the office and a few minutes later a woman in a uniform emerged.
“It looks like it worked,” Mac commented. “I hope she doesn’t have any problem getting into the locker.”
“I still can’t figure out how the murderer got the victim on that specific chair at the specific time needed,” Devon said. “If he was one person ahead or one person back in the line he wouldn’t have been in the correct chair even if the murderer could have figured out how to get the victim to ride that particular lift at that specific time.”
“Yeah, it’s a tough one.” Alyson reached across the seat and took Devon’s hand.
“We should head over to the bar after this,” Eli suggested.
“It looks like one of the other security personnel just showed up,” Mac pointed out. “I hope Andi isn’t in the back.”
“She’s good at covering and the personnel at the resort have no reason to suspect her of doing anything wrong,” Devon pointed out. “I’m sure she’ll be fine.”
“It looks like she’s coming out,” Trevor said.
Andi jogged over to the car and slipped into the back next to Trevor. She pulled a sheet of paper out of her jeans pocket.
“I found something in the man’s wallet. I had no idea what it meant so I brought it with me.”
“What does it say?” Mac asked.
“It’s just a series of numbers: 16146138.”
“It could be a code of some type,” Mac guessed.
“Or maybe a phone number,” Eli speculated. “It could be 1-614-6138.”
“There aren’t enough numbers to be an American social security number, but too many for a date. What kinds of numbers are on drivers’ licenses and personal IDs in Canada?” Devon asked.
“Nothing that would match.”
“Did you happen to think to check to see if Stacy King’s stuff was locked up in security?” Devon asked.
“Actually, I did. Both Bruce and Stacy’s bodies were evacuated by medical helicopters from Vancouver today. Their belongings were sent along with them.”
“Why didn’t they take Todd?” Alyson wondered.
“The accident happened after they’d left. Weather permitting, I’m sure they’ll be back for him tomorrow.”
“Now what?” Mac asked.
“Let’s head over to the bar to see if Randy is there. We can ask him about both the accident and the comps,” Alyson suggested. “Then we can go back to the house to try to make some sense of all this.”
The bar was packed with thirsty skiers and employees, who had gathered to wind down after a long day on the slopes. Boisterous patrons occupied every table and every seat at the bar, with groups of people standing around nearby.
“There’s Randy.” Andi pointed to a long-haired man with a short beard and a silver hoop earring in one ear. “Alyson and I will go talk to him. Maybe the rest of you should hang back.”
The others settled around a table by the door that had just been vacated.
“Hey, Randy. How’s it going?” Andi leaned in next to him.
“Hey, Andi. Who’s your friend?”
“Alyson. She’s visiting from the States.”
“I’m happy to meet you,” Alyson said to the man, who looked like he wanted to devour her.
“Nice meeting you too. Staying long?”
“No,” Alyson answered. “Not long.”
The man shrugged and turned his attention back to Andi. “Did you hear about the accident we had on the lifts today? It was such a drag.”
“Yeah, I heard. Any idea what happened?”
“Security tells me the chair was tampered with. I was on shift all day and didn’t see anything. I’m sure the safety bar was working earlier; otherwise someone would have reported
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