Ivory smuggling? He got up and she leaped after him.
âNot a word to anyone, Mac. Not yet at least.â
He turned on her, bringing his face within an inch of hers and lowering his voice. He hadnât noticed any campers, but one never knew and voices carried around here.
âDo you have any idea what youâre saying, Tess? The implication? This better not be about some marital spat or a ploy to justify uprooting Nick.â
âIs that how little you think of me? Why would you assume the worst? I came to you because I want Nick in a safe place if this turns into a legal fiasco and the media comes down on us. Or worse. And because I thought I could trust you with this. Allan used to brag about the work youâve done with the Kenyan Wildlife Service, helping to catch poachers, and about how youâve volunteered for animal rescues in the area. I thought maybe youâd know something. Or know who I can trust among the authorities, because donât believe for a second that Brice canât pay for silence.â
Mac pulled back a few inches. His pulse pounded in his temples. His brother had bragged about him? They were close, but Allan had always been so much like their father, critical to a fault. He played the role of big brother, but bragging about Mac was pushing it. The fact that heâd told anyone he was proud of Mac was an unexpected punch in the gut.
âYou can trust me, Tessa. Thatâs not the point. Youâre talking about murder here. Brutal poaching. Tessa, ivory smuggling is an illegal and deadly tradeâand deaths arenât always limited to elephants. I wonât lie. Brice isnât my favorite person. Heâs just not my type, but heâs a smart businessman. Too smart to get involved in shady dealings.â
Tessa closed her eyes and shook her head.
âI know. It all sounds surreal, and I assure you I didnât come up with this overnight. I know itâs dangerous. Why do you think Iâm here with Nick and not still back at our home?â She pulled her hair back into a ponytail like she meant business. âI stole some drives from his desk before leaving. I have no idea whatâs on them, but I couldnât take a chance. If heâs involved in something like this, I need to know.â
Yep, she meant business.
âYou took his files?â
Damn it. Tessaâs suspicions could turn into a full-blown disaster. If she was right.
âHe thinks Iâm here visiting with Nick.â
âUntil he discovers what else you brought with you.â
âHeâs out of town for a few days. Which is why I need to find out if thereâs anything important on the drives as soon as possible. I can always put them back if theyâre clear and heâs not home yet. Maybe itâs nothing. Maybe I misunderstood what I overheard. Itâs a lot of maybes, I know. I need to find out the truth. Heâs my husband, Mac. I could ruin his life. If Iâm wrong, I donât want him knowing that I doubted him.â
âIf you find proof that backs up what youâre saying, then whatâll your next move be? Have you thought that far? What are you planning? To disappear? Turn him in and ask for official protection?â
She didnât answer.
âOkay, then. Weâre staying here tonight,â Mac said.
âWhat?â
âWeâre staying. I need to hear details, whatever you can tell me, and weâre a lot less likely to be overheard by the wrong earsâand I donât mean Nickâout here than back at my office. Iâll call Sue and tell her weâre...somewhere else...camping out.â He didnât want Sue blurting anything to the wrong people. She was too trusting.
Mac pinched the bridge of his nose. Come to think of it, if things went south, he couldnât leave Sue at the mercy of anyone searching for them. Sheâd be safer visiting Anna and Jack at Busara for a while. Spending
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