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Montana.”
    â€œI imagine not. We found a lot of guns stashed up at Carla and Lloyd’s house. I take it Sean learned to shoot.”
    â€œWe all learn to shoot around here. It doesn’t make us criminals.” Kyle picked up his cell phone and stared at his screen. “Sean is a good kid. He would have never gotten involved in something like this.”
    â€œDo you know anything about Carla and Lloyd’s militia group?”
    Kyle smirked. “I don’t like to speak ill of the dead, but you’re not giving me much choice here. My aunt and uncle weren’t the brightest of souls. Sean told me about the meetings they were having up at the house so I made sure I was around for one. It was just a bunch of drug addicts who seemed more intent on getting another fix than organizing an insurgency.”
    â€œWas Sean involved in the group?”
    â€œHe was drawn to it when he was younger, but he soon saw it for what it was. Not that his opinion mattered. Lloyd insisted that he go to the meetings.”
    â€œKyle, it’s important that you let me know the minute Sean contacts you. We have reason to believe that Carla and Lloyd Spencer had an accomplice. We’d like nothing more than to rule Sean out.”
    Kyle ran his fingers along the edge of the table. “What makes you think there was someone else?”
    â€œI’m not at liberty to say. Do you know if Carla was any good on a dirt bike?”
    He rubbed his right shoulder with his left hand. “How do you mean?”
    â€œI understand she used to have one, but she’s not ridden recently. Do you know anything about that?”
    â€œI saw her on a dirt bike a few weeks back. She seemed pretty competent to me.”
    â€œWhere was this?”
    â€œOut on the trails near the footbridge, north of town.”
    â€œThat’s a pretty isolated area.”
    â€œThere’s a lot of homeless camping out that way. My church group goes out every week to distribute food and clothing. I focus on getting counseling for anyone who has addiction issues.”
    â€œWas Carla competent on the bike?”
    â€œIt’s pretty rugged down that way. I’d say she had to be.”
    â€œWho was she with?”
    He hesitated. “I’m not sure. The guy was wearing a helmet. I wasn’t introduced.”
    Macy pulled an image of the Alliance logo out of her file.
    â€œDoes this logo look familiar to you? Could either Carla or the man she was with have been wearing gear with this logo on it?”
    â€œMaybe,” said Kyle. “Hard to say. It all looks the same to me.”
    â€œDo you ride a motorbike, Kyle?”
    â€œNot for a long time. Wiping out on one is what messed up my shoulder in the first place.”
    â€œI understand you’ve spent the past week in Bozeman.”
    â€œActually, it was Missoula. I was visiting friends.” He picked up his cell phone again. “I’m guessing you need proof.”
    â€œI’m afraid so.”
    Kyle wrote down a few names and numbers on a napkin and handed it to Macy.
    â€œThank you, Kyle. I appreciate your cooperation.”
    â€œYou’re just doing your job.”
    â€œDo you know if Sean has had any contact with his real father recently?”
    â€œScott showed up in Sean’s life just long enough to give Sean an idea of what he’d been missing when he got stuck with Lloyd as a stepfather,” said Kyle. “As far as I know, Sean hasn’t seen him since he was ten.”
    â€œDo you know Scott’s last name? Sean may have tried to get in touch with him.”
    â€œI really don’t think Sean had anything to do with this.”
    â€œWe just want to speak to Sean,” said Macy. “At this point he’s not a suspect.”
    â€œHis father’s name is Scott Walker.”
    â€œIs that all you have?”
    â€œThat might be all there is. He’s a survivalist who lives off the