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Chapters (47)
  1. Also by
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright Page
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Epilogue
  47. Teaser chapter

Myra hugged Charlotte. “You were not being a fool. You went to a doctor whom you thought you could trust. And then, when you were feeling a bit off, you reached out to us. That was a very wise move. And let me remind you, you stopped taking those pills when you were not feeling right. So, you are far from a fool.”

Everyone murmured in agreement. Annie stooped down to wrap her arms around Charlotte and Myra.

Fergus interjected, “While we are on the subject, can you bring the pill bottles down here? I want to see if there are any legal markings on them.”

Wiping the tears, Charlotte nodded and looked up. “So what do we do now?”

In unison, Annie and Myra exclaimed, “We thought you’d never ask!”

High fives and hoots, then the dogs. Yes, there were some big surprises coming for a trio of good-for-nothing scoundrels. The game was afoot.

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

Aspen

Avery Snowden peered out the motel window. The mountains were spectacular, topped with the last of the winter snow and beautiful aspen trees. He wasn’t much of a snow or winter guy, but he could certainly appreciate the natural beauty of the area. He checked the digital clock on his laptop. It was 6:00 A.M. He sent the photo Eileen had taken of the mysterious guy to Charles to see if he had a police record. Charles had many ways to get that sort of information. The photo was a clean shot of the kid’s face. Yes, Eileen was very good at her job.

The laptop pinged, indicating that a big file was being downloaded. It was the blueprints of Steinwood’s house and office. The buildings were only five minutes apart by car. He had rented a car and an SUV and would switch between the two. He didn’t want one vehicle to be seen too many times in the same place. The night before, he had parked the first rental a block from the motel. He had then taken a cab to another rental agency and had used the same alias, Walter Harrison, to rent the SUV that he had used to register at the motel. The first car had been rented to Harry Walters. It was his own way of keeping track of what names he was using, at what time, and at what place. So far it had worked for him.