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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
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  63. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  64. DISCUSSION QUESTIONS

Ice waited for the echo to die out and then walked down after the agent while reaffixing the suppressor to Digger’s gun. But when he reached the spot where the agent had landed, he could see the gun was not necessary. The unnatural angle of the man’s neck told him that the fall had done Ice’s work for him.

Heart beating rapidly, Ice put the gun away and looked up the stairwell and then down. No one else was in sight. He’d already noticed yesterday that there were no cameras anywhere. He knelt down beside the dead agent, went through his pockets, removed his ID, his phone, his wallet, car keys. The man was about Ice’s height and weight. Ice studied the ID photo and believed he could sell it—he could be Agent Ferguson.

This was a stroke of luck.

The briefcase had fallen a few more stairs below. Ice took out his own ID and put it in the agent’s pocket. Then he continued down and collected the briefcase. He opened it and put the agent’s things inside, then snapped it shut. Straightening his jacket and running a hand over his short hair, Ice picked up the case and started down the rest of the stairs. He didn’t hurry, but he walked with a purpose, working hard to not draw attention to himself as he exited the hotel and entered the parking lot.

He found the agent’s car not far from Digger’s Cadillac Escalade. As much as he preferred the luxury car to the nondescript sedan belonging to the agent, he knew that taking the agent’s car was the wiser choice. He’d do what he needed to do and ditch the car anyway.

46

On his way back to Rogue’s Hollow from the hospital, Oliver got a call from Bronwyn.

“Just wanted to let you know, I talked to Agent Bass, and now, as far as all law enforcement is concerned, you are the official liaison between Chevy and Livie and everyone else. You are the only one she trusts with her contact information.”

Not sure what to make of that, Oliver thought for a moment. “Has the FBI agent arrived in town yet?”

“No,” Bronwyn said. “The chief asked about that as well.”

“I assume he’ll want to go check on Harp and Chevy.”

“Most likely. Chief O’Rourke will call you when he gets here.”

“You’re right. I’ll wait for her call.”