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Chapters (63)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
  38. Chapter Thirty-Six
  39. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  40. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  41. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  42. Chapter Forty
  43. Chapter Forty-One
  44. Chapter Forty-Two
  45. Chapter Forty-Three
  46. Chapter Forty-Four
  47. Chapter Forty-Five
  48. Chapter Forty-Six
  49. Chapter Forty-Seven
  50. Chapter Forty-Eight
  51. Chapter Forty-Nine
  52. Chapter Fifty
  53. Chapter Fifty-One
  54. Chapter Fifty-Two
  55. Chapter Fifty-Three
  56. Chapter Fifty-Four
  57. Chapter Fifty-Five
  58. Chapter Fifty-Six
  59. Chapter Fifty-Seven
  60. A letter from Charly
  61. Acknowledgements
  62. About the Author
  63. Also by Charly Cox

To this day, she still wasn’t sure if she’d picked up that shovel with the intention of killing him, but her intent didn’t matter because once the metal hit his skull, she couldn’t be stopped until his chest no longer rose and fell. And he definitely hadn’t been talking anymore, so she’d succeeded in her goal.

After she’d killed him, she’d driven his car into the old barn and then dragged his body over and wrestled him into his trunk. Then, she’d grabbed a hose from outside and cleaned up the mess before moving inside and taking a shower. Hours later, Rosalyn Benson had called to see if she’d seen her brother, and Alex assured her she had not and suggested trying Elizabeth. Later that night, the police had stopped by, and she’d repeated the same story.

It had taken planning and patience, but later, she’d managed to rid herself of all evidence that Hayden had ever been to her house. If only freeing her mind of him had been as easy—

Lights and voices effectively snapped Alex back, and for several seconds, she had to fight to get her breathing back under control as her heart knocked against her ribs.

A zinging pain shot up her arm, and she glanced down, realizing she’d clenched her hands into such tight fists that her fingernails had dug through her skin. Opening her palms, she wiped them on her pants and looked around. It was time to stop living in the past and concentrate on why she was here – to kill the girls, wherever they were and whatever it took.

Chapter Forty-Eight

Wednesday, October 9

The hike back to Tony’s truck had been rife with tension, primarily because Addis couldn’t be swayed from the belief that they were being followed, that the three of them weren’t out there alone. Each snap of a twig convinced her they were currently being stalked. She’d even persuaded herself that the soft breeze blowing across her face was actually their kidnapper breathing against her cheek. Not even when she, Emerson, and Tony were safely locked inside his truck did she let down her guard, scooting over as far from the passenger window as she could, even though it meant crowding Emerson, who didn’t seem to mind as she wrapped her arm around Addis’s shoulder.