Rachel's POV
I was still riding the high of my win, accepting congratulations from competitors and event staff, when a man approached me.
He was tall, maybe in his mid-thirties, with dark hair and an easy smile. Well-dressed in expensive casual wear. I frowned slightly, Vincent already spoiled a little of my mood with his nonsense so now, another man in a suit approaching me already got me on edge.
"Ms. Horton," he said, extending his hand. "Congratulations on your win. That was an incredible performance."
"Thank you," I said, shaking his hand.
"I'm David Crowe," he continued. "I'm one of the organizers of this competition. Actually, I'm the person in charge of the whole event."
Crowe. The name registered immediately. The Crowe family owned Mountain Ridge Resort and several other pro
