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DIANN MILLS, bestselling author of Burden of Proof and the FBI Task Force series
“This hard-edged and chilling narrative rings with authenticity. . . . Fans of police suspense fiction will be drawn in by her accurate and dramatic portrayal.”
LIBRARY JOURNAL on Visible Threat
“Janice Cantore provides an accurate behind-the-scenes view of law enforcement and the challenges associated with solving cases. Through well-written dialogue and effective plot twists, the reader is quickly drawn into a story that sensitively yet realistically deals with a difficult topic.”
CHRISTIAN LIBRARY JOURNAL on Visible Threat
“[Cantore’s] characters resonate with an authenticity not routinely found in police dramas. Her knack with words captures Jack’s despair and bitterness and skillfully documents his spiritual journey.”
ROMANTIC TIMES on Critical Pursuit
Map of Rogue’s Hollow
Dedication
DEDICATED TO THE VICTIMS OF HUMAN TRAFFICKING, WITH PRAYERS FOR THEIR SWIFT RESCUE AND RECOVERY.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
I’d like to acknowledge Idele Collins, Darrell and Gail Wiltrout, and all the members of the prayer team who have shown me the power of prayer.
Epigraph
“FOR NOTHING IS HIDDEN, EXCEPT TO BE REVEALED; NOR HAS ANYTHING BEEN KEPT SECRET, BUT THAT IT WOULD COME TO LIGHT [THAT IS, THINGS ARE HIDDEN ONLY TEMPORARILY, UNTIL THE APPROPRIATE TIME COMES FOR THEM TO BE KNOWN].”
MARK 4:22, AMP
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“BUT THE EYES OF THE WICKED WILL FAIL, AND THEY WILL NOT ESCAPE [THE JUSTICE OF GOD]; AND THEIR HOPE IS TO BREATHE THEIR LAST [AND DIE].”
JOB 11:20, AMP
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“THERE IS NO FEAR IN LOVE, BUT PERFECT LOVE CASTS OUT FEAR.”
1 JOHN 4:18A
PROLOGUE
TWENTY-FIVE YEARS AGO
Royal’s knuckles were white with his grip on the door handle, nervousness and irritation jacking him up as if he’d just mainlined some speed. Devo, the skinny coke freak driving the car, kept rapping the same song lyrics over and over:
“Now that the party is jumping,
With the bass kicked in, the fingers are pumping. . . .
Ice, ice, baby, too cold.
Ice, ice, baby, too cold, too cold. . . .”
Royal hadn’t cared for the song when it came out a couple years ago, and the fact that Devo was not a singer, had no rhythm, and kept repeating the same thing over and over while tapping on the steering wheel with his large brass ring was aggravating to say the least. But Royal bit his tongue. This gig was the biggest thing to drop in his lap ever, and he vowed not to fail. Devo had the experience and was leading the gig, so Royal would listen, follow instructions, and do the job he was hired to do, for more money than he’d ever seen.
“You have poise for a kid, so I’m trusting you here.” The words of the man paying for the job echoed in his mind. They called him Boss Cross. “I see big things for you, Royal, so prove yourself with this task. You do that, and the sky is the limit.”