Colorado Abduction. Cassie Miles

      Though Burke agreed, he knew better than to overlook any motive, no matter how slight. Some people could work themselves into a homicidal frenzy over a stubbed toe.

      She read another name. “Nate Miller. That’s no surprise. He’s hated us forever, blames us for his father’s failure on the Circle M.”

      “There are a couple of other ranchers on the list who don’t like the competition from Carlisle Ranch.”

      “It’s business,” she said. “Why make it personal?”

      “Your success hurts their bottom line. People tend to take bankruptcy personally.”

      “But we’re always fair. Always.” She tapped the name with her finger. “Dutch Crenshaw runs the meatpacking plant in Delta. We’ve given him millions of dollars in business over the years.”

      Burke considered Crenshaw’s motive to be one of the best. “But you’re thinking about building your own slaughterhouse.”

      “I gave him a chance,” she said. “I told him that we wanted to use state-of-the-art humane technology, but he refused to modify his plant.”

      “So you’re going to put him out of business.”

      She frowned. “Okay, maybe you’ve got a point.”

      His focus on the list was interrupted by a loud crash, followed by the sound of gunfire. The shots came from the front of the house.