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
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- Back Cover
Terra pursed her lips. Mackenzie didn’t need a babysitter, though it appeared Alex had transferred his protection detail over to Terra for the time being.
“I’ll text him too,” Terra said.
She didn’t trust Mackenzie to follow through.
“Okay. And thanks again for everything.” Forcing a smile, Mackenzie left Terra standing in the kitchen and followed Nora and Carson out of the house.
She climbed into the back seat of Carson’s car and listened to Nora telling him about her terrifying experience last night. He offered all the concern a man in love should offer. Then he glanced back at Mackenzie, a suspicious look in his eyes. Nora hadn’t told him anything because she was afraid to put him in danger. Sounded like he was about to get the long story short.
“Okay, okay. But not here. I’ll tell you somewhere safe. But first, please tell me you don’t have to go back to Indianapolis.”
THIRTY-ONE
Alex wished he could walk out of this ravine and get back to Mackenzie or even call in and check on her. But he’d asked to come along and here he was, the victim of his own bad decision.
The body had been recovered from the river and now lay on a tarp. Alex took one look at the man, then looked away. He didn’t need to see more before memories rushed through him of the three men who died in the attack on the armored SUVs.
Alex couldn’t hear much except the rushing river, but light, a reflection, caught his attention up near the top of the ravine.
A UAV.
A search drone sent out by the county? He glanced at Nathan’s vehicle, where he’d left the bag with his anti-drone tech. Now would be his chance to try it out. But first he needed information. He moved between the vehicles to Jack. Trevor was standing over the recovered body.
“There’s a drone hovering over us. Watching. Is it yours?”
“Not ours.” Jack angled his head up to the sky.
“Lots of people have drones, Alex. But you’re concerned that it has something to do with the attack on Mackenzie, since it involved a drone?” Jack adjusted his sunglasses. “And the drone Owen shot down.”
“I don’t know what to think anymore,” Alex said. “I’m getting paranoid in my old age.”
“Good old age of thirtysomething?” Jack grinned and slapped Alex’s back. “Come with me.” Jack hiked back to the vehicle and grabbed a rifle with a scope.
“Are you going to shoot it down? What are the laws on those things, anyway?”
“This is a crime scene, and I don’t appreciate the intrusion.” Jack aimed his rifle at the drone. It suddenly veered to the right, then disappeared out of sight.
“Well, I guess they showed you,” Alex said. He couldn’t help but smirk.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”