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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

“Thanks,” Oliver said; then he led Chevy toward where his car was parked.

Tess looked around at all the people watching and prayed there wasn’t anyone in the group who would do something—intentionally or not—to bring Chevy any harm. Then she turned to Takano.

Through gritted teeth, she said, “This is a major mess—you know that, don’t you?”

“I do, and I’m sorry.” At least she was contrite. “I’m not going to let this happen again.”

Tess watched Chevy get into the car with Oliver.

The cat was out of the bag now; damage control was all they could hope for.

“Let’s go back to the shelter and try to figure this out,” Tess said to Takano and headed for her car.

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Ice couldn’t believe his good fortune and stood, openmouthed, careful to stay out of sight, watching the confrontation with the cop, the Fed, and the pastor. He knew the girl was Chevy; he’d recognize her anywhere. He just had to be certain she didn’t recognize him—at least, not yet. And he kicked himself. She was in the store and he’d missed it! I was too worried about the cashier, he thought.

“Jim, saddle up—we’re ready to go,” his supervisor called out.

“Huh?” Ice didn’t want to tear his eyes away.

“Stop gawking at the cop. Work calls.” The guy pointed at the van.

“Uh, sure thing,” Ice said. He walked slowly to the van, trying to watch but not be so obvious. He forced his way to a window seat, ignoring his coworker’s whining. He focused on the little drama, hoping somehow he’d be able to see where Chevy went.

Ice lucked out. As the van’s driver waited for everyone to get in, Chevy walked off with the pastor. He watched her get into his car. Then, while the van paused for traffic on the highway to clear, the sedan that the pastor and Chevy got into started to move.

The van pulled out of the lot. To Ice’s surprise, the pastor’s car eventually followed. He was able to keep tabs on them in the rearview mirror. But as the van continued up the road to the burn area, the other car turned left, on a road Ice had never been down because nothing had burned over there. He needed to find out what was down that road.

The drink he planned to buy for Tami would have to loosen the woman’s tongue. But now Ice knew he was in the right place. His spirits soared. There was no need at all for Gage; Ice had things well in control.

Besides, he thought, the people around here are stupid; they’re no threat to me. Neither is one little Fed or an entire backwoods police department.