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Chapters (64)
  1. Cover
  2. PRAISE FOR JANICE CANTORE
  3. Map of Rogue’s Hollow
  4. Dedication
  5. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  6. Epigraph
  7. PROLOGUE
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  61. EPILOGUE
  62. 1
  63. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  64. DISCUSSION QUESTIONS

“Mr. Polk, I need your help.” It was an old woman’s voice. “My water’s leaking and I can’t turn it off.”

He heard a sigh. “I’ll be right with you.” Then, “Blakely, this isn’t the end. If you’re not gone when I get back, I’m calling the police.”

The man left, and the car drove away. Royal holstered his weapon, agitated now. The last thing he wanted was to be cornered here in a flimsy mobile home. Obviously Camo Man had baggage that Ice didn’t need.

He wadded up his dirty, wet clothes and pushed them into the trash. Then he grabbed his new jacket as another vehicle pulled up. Drawing his weapon again, he peered out the window. Camo Man was back in a big, beautiful truck. He could see the guy fumbling with his keys.

Ice looked around the mobile home; he needed a suppressor of some sort. Pillows would work, but he also needed to catch the guy off guard.

The door opened, and the bearded man stepped inside, his gaze going directly to the gun in Ice’s hand. “Hey, what’s up with that?”

“Some guy was just here, threatening to call the cops.” He put the gun back in its holster, wanting Camo Man at ease, planning, always planning.

“Let him—we’ll be long gone. You look a heck of a lot better. Are you ready?”

Ice, now warm, dry, and out of harm’s way, nodded at the guy, maybe seeing him for the first time. He needed to assess the amount of force he’d have to use. Camo Man was sturdy, compact, thick across the shoulders, with a dark beard covering half his face. His deep-set eyes were focused and mean; he was guarded and dangerous. Ice knew that what he planned to do, he must do quickly. In his injured state, any slight mistake would be fatal.

He nodded and gestured toward the door. “Let’s get out of here.”

36

Chevy described Ice as tall, older, with blond hair and really blue eyes. As for his appearance, “He changes it all the time. I heard him tell Cyrus once that he was a chameleon—he could adjust to any situation and blend into the background so that no one really notices him, and he can come and go as he pleases.”

Emma Peel had taken Oliver’s place as support for the girl. To Tess, Chevy looked younger than her years for the first time. She was truly shaken and gripped Peel’s hand for support.

“That’s how he gets girls,” she said, sniffling. “He’s got pretty eyes and girls fall for his lines. I did. I really thought he was taking me to a better life. He can be sweet when he wants to be, but . . .”

“But what?” Steve asked.