Chapters (53)
- Cover
- Endorsements
- Half Title Page
- Books by Elizabeth Goddard
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- Author’s Note
- Acknowledgments
- Another Thrilling Story from the Author
- ONE
- About the Author
- Back Ads
- Back Cover
“What . . . what are you talking about?”
“I heard earlier today after connecting with the pathologist, Dr. Sylvan. The pacemaker lost power.” She stared at the floor and shook her head as if denying all of it had happened. “Now . . . finally, we can make funeral arrangements.”
Seriously? That’s what Nora was thinking about at this moment?
But not Mackenzie. Instead, all she could think about was that Nebulous 2.0 had terrorized her family so much that they couldn’t even reach out to anyone to help them. She was one to talk, although she had reached out to Alex. Still, Mackenzie couldn’t imagine that a hacker could inflict as much terror as she saw in her sister’s eyes, even after causing Rowan’s death. And Julian’s. Mackenzie shivered. “What else, Nora? What aren’t you telling me?”
“He physically threatened me.”
“Wait . . . you mean . . . you’re not talking about the car tonight.”
“No.”
“You saw him?”
“I woke up in my bed, and a man’s hand was at my throat. I couldn’t breathe.” Nora’s nostrils flared to go with the angry tears welling in her eyes.
Mackenzie’s hand reflexively went to her own throat. Nora had been a prisoner in her own home.
“When was this? Did you get a good look at him?”
Nora closed her eyes. “Two nights ago. And no, it was dark. I couldn’t see anything.”
“Did he say something?”
“He didn’t have to. I think he simply wanted me to know how very close he was, and he could kill me in any way he wanted.”
Mackenzie was finally beginning to understand. “I’m so sorry, Nora. About everything. Have you told Carson?”
“No. I can’t lose him too. Telling anyone puts them in danger.” She lifted her gaze to Mackenzie. “That’s why I wanted you to go home.”
Rising from the bed, she paced—just like Alex. A shiver started in her belly and crawled over her. So Nebulous 2.0 was here in Montana? Was it really him—the guy the FBI couldn’t get their hands on before? The man who had twisted Julian and Mackenzie’s efforts on their Robin Hood scheme? Was this about the money they’d taken? Or something more?
But she’d had no contact with Nebulous 2.0. The FBI had kept tabs on her for years, waiting and watching for him. Why was he suddenly back in her life, targeting her family and the company? Was it solely to get to her?