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Chapters (53)
  1. Cover
  2. Endorsements
  3. Half Title Page
  4. Books by Elizabeth Goddard
  5. Title Page
  6. Copyright Page
  7. Dedication
  8. ONE
  9. TWO
  10. THREE
  11. FOUR
  12. FIVE
  13. SIX
  14. SEVEN
  15. EIGHT
  16. NINE
  17. TEN
  18. ELEVEN
  19. TWELVE
  20. THIRTEEN
  21. FOURTEEN
  22. FIFTEEN
  23. SIXTEEN
  24. SEVENTEEN
  25. EIGHTEEN
  26. NINETEEN
  27. TWENTY
  28. TWENTY-ONE
  29. TWENTY-TWO
  30. TWENTY-THREE
  31. TWENTY-FOUR
  32. TWENTY-FIVE
  33. TWENTY-SIX
  34. TWENTY-SEVEN
  35. TWENTY-EIGHT
  36. TWENTY-NINE
  37. THIRTY
  38. THIRTY-ONE
  39. THIRTY-TWO
  40. THIRTY-THREE
  41. THIRTY-FOUR
  42. THIRTY-FIVE
  43. THIRTY-SIX
  44. THIRTY-SEVEN
  45. THIRTY-EIGHT
  46. THIRTY-NINE
  47. Author’s Note
  48. Acknowledgments
  49. Another Thrilling Story from the Author
  50. ONE
  51. About the Author
  52. Back Ads
  53. Back Cover

She glanced up at him and read his expression. Oh. He had his ways. She wouldn’t press. But maybe Alex had told him. She bit back the need to ask this perfect stranger if he knew what happened to Alex Knight. “I’ll think about it and give you a call.”

“I hope you do. I look forward to seeing you again.” He turned and walked away to a rental vehicle parked behind a county sheriff’s department vehicle.

She glanced at her cell and saw a text from Alex. It had come through sometime late in the night. Finally. But . . . just a text?

I’m in the middle of crazy. I had to take the red-eye and fly back to DC for debriefing. I will call you later.

So, obviously he wouldn’t be coming to the cabin because he wasn’t even in town. Had he left without even gathering his things at the cabin? Maybe he hadn’t had time to face her or say goodbye. Or maybe he hadn’t wanted to say it. Could he have gone to the cabin expecting to find her, hoping to find her, while she was at the main house snoring away? Whatever had happened, they really were like the proverbial two ships passing in the night.

She’d come to the ranch expecting that he would meet her here. That he wanted to see her as badly as she wanted to see him. Maybe he did. He had put his career on the line for her, and she wouldn’t forget it. But maybe he would quickly forget her now that he had returned to his job.

Whatever the outcome, she knew what to do next.

THIRTY-NINE

After arriving in DC last night, she thought everything today had gone as well as could be expected. She’d arranged to have lunch with DS Special Agent Mike Powers.

His enthusiastic response should have made her happy. She’d informed him that she would be renewing her contract with the university soon if other opportunities were not made available. Bottom line, she needed to know if employment with the DSS would materialize.

Mackenzie felt like she had control over her life. Mere days ago, she’d had none, and this new twist of events reminded her of the octopus ride at the carnival the night it all started.

With William gone now, the metaphorical ride had ended with Nora asking Mackenzie to stay and help rebuild Hanstech with her and Carson.

For the first time, her family wanted her to stay.

For the first time, the DSS wanted her too.

Her dreams were coming true, but at the same time, now it was time to decide which path to take.