Looking out onto the land that breathed life into his soul, he couldn’t imagine a better place to be. Tyler’s gaze swept down and he muttered a curse as he stared at an overturned four-wheel ATV with an unmoving body splayed out underneath. A dead body was not part of Tyler’s lunch plans. Tyler hated accidents. He and his five brothers had inherited the cattle ranch two months ago after his parents had died in an “accident.” New evidence had the sheriff opening a homicide investigation before the will was out of probate. “You okay?” he shouted, wishing for a response but not really expecting one. Not with the way the body was pinned under the ATV. It was too far away to get a good visual on the person. Yet Tyler had seen enough scenes like this one to get a good feel for how it would turn out. Cell phone coverage was nonexistent on this part of the ranch so he couldn’t call for an ambulance or the sheriff.
