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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

“What time were you going to pick up your daughter?” Tess asked Janie as she held her phone up and photographed the destruction inside.

“I’d planned on picking her up after the boys get out of school. I thought Garrett and I could do it together and then have a family day in White City, maybe end up at a pizza place.”

Tess gave her a minute. After taking several photos, she turned back to Janie, who seemed to have pulled herself together. “Grab your spare keys and I’ll take you to pick up the truck.”

She nodded, and Tess went back to her SUV. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a man watching her, standing at the corner of a single wide, on the street side of the park. She didn’t recognize him at first, but there was something familiar about him. He wore a baseball cap, a camouflaged parka—though it wasn’t that cold—and he ducked behind the trailer as soon as their eyes met.

Her neck tingled. Was that Ken Blakely? The more she thought about it, the more she was certain it was Blakely. True, the apartment complex where Blakely lived wasn’t that far from the mobile home park, and he could be out for a walk. Still, she wondered why he was here.

He was someone who set all her alarms off. Yeah, she didn’t doubt that he was the poacher, but he was as cagey as anyone she’d ever met. Win Yarrow had his work cut out for him catching Blakely in the act. She almost wished she had a reason to question the guy. But just because he was watching her didn’t mean he was up to no good. She didn’t know everyone in the park, and maybe Blakely had a friend here. And it wasn’t unusual for people to watch police activity out of curiosity, especially people like Blakely.

She had her hands full with Janie and Garrett in any event.

Janie stepped out of the trailer, locked the door, and got into the patrol car. Tess forgot about the man as she questioned Janie further about her relationship with Garrett and they drove to the Stairsteps to pick up the truck.

18

“Would it really help anything to prosecute Garrett?” Oliver asked after Tess showed him photos of the destruction and he’d tried to speak to a sullen Garrett Cooper. The man wouldn’t say anything. Janie had taken the truck back home.

“It’s up to you, Oliver. You know there’s no room in the jail. We’ll book him, they will cite him out, but at least he’ll have a court date to think about before the next fight.”

“Yeah, but the loss is all monetary, and that is likely to hurt Janie and the kids more than it would bother Garrett.”

“I can’t disagree with that.”