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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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  10. 3
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  61. EPILOGUE
  62. 1
  63. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  64. DISCUSSION QUESTIONS

Studying the picture, Tess saw a strong jaw, steady gaze, and chiseled features that indicated this guy was probably good-looking. But it was also a generic drawing, could be made to fit a lot of men.

Bass nodded, seemingly reading her mind. “I know, I know. It’s not a perfect ID. But I’ve been on Beck’s trail for practically my entire career. Chevy has helped fill in a lot of blank spots, and we’re close, finally, to putting a true predator and his entourage in jail.”

She pushed the drawing back across the desk. “That’s a goal I can get behind.”

9

All evacuation orders were lifted a little before 1 p.m., shortly after Tess dropped Oliver back at the church after the Faith’s Place visit. Power had been restored to all of Rogue’s Hollow, and while it saddened Oliver to see anyone lose a home, it was truly a miracle no more than four homes had been lost. And it was wonderful that no lives were lost. The families who still had a dwelling to go to packed up their belongings, grateful their houses were spared. Oliver helped several people gather their things and leave the church as soon as he’d heard.

One family that was not so lucky, Oliver was working hard to help in any way he could. Janie Cooper was inconsolable about the loss of a home that had been in her family for a hundred years. Once all the evac orders were lifted, Oliver and Garrett had driven out to the Coopers’ property to take stock of the damage. If you didn’t know a house had been on the lot, you certainly wouldn’t have been able to tell.

Garrett cursed and kicked some charred wood around. “This was everything we had, Pastor. Everything.”

Oliver chose his words carefully. He knew Garrett was a hothead, in and out of jobs, and that the only reason he hadn’t lost the house to the bank was because the paid-off home had been willed to his wife when her mother died. The family scratched out a living mostly on Janie’s small but steady paycheck from Walmart.

“We’ll help all we can to get you back on your feet, Garrett. You can stay at a property the church owns until something more permanent is found.”

“I never should have left. I should have stayed and fought that fire with my own hose and well water.”

“The house can be replaced—”

“Stop saying that!” Garrett turned, fury etched on his face. “Everyone keeps saying that, and it’s not true! You can never replace what I had in that house. I should have died trying to protect it.” He stalked past Oliver, brushing his shoulder as he did. “Let’s get out of here.”