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Chapters (52)
  1. Cover
  2. Book Description
  3. Books By Rachel Grant
  4. Dedication
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Chapter Thirty-One
  36. Chapter Thirty-Two
  37. Chapter Thirty-Three
  38. Chapter Thirty-Four
  39. Chapter Thirty-Five
  40. Chapter Thirty-Six
  41. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  42. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  43. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  44. Chapter Forty
  45. Chapter Forty-One
  46. Chapter Forty-Two
  47. Chapter Forty-Three
  48. Chapter Forty-Four
  49. Epilogue
  50. Fiona Carver Series
  51. Flashpoint Series
  52. About the Author

She’d learned a few days ago that Jeb’s heir planned to sell his lakeside cabin, and George had asked her if she was interested in buying it. It was extremely rare for inholding parcels to come on the market, and when they did, the park tried to purchase them if possible. Jeb, however, had specifically stated in his will that the property was not to be sold to any government agency. Audrey had no idea if such a directive could be upheld, but there was no reason to believe his niece wouldn’t follow it.

A lakeside cabin on Lake Olympus would be out of her price range, but Xavier said he had savings and wanted to think about it. The idea of owning a cabin as old as the lodge had a certain appeal, but it still seemed wild to consider it.

At last, she reached the lakeside, and instead of turning right at the fork and going straight to the Baldwins’ cabin, she took a left and went all the way to the end of the road to take a look at Jeb’s property.

She got out of her vehicle and approached the cabin, noting again all the “NO TRESPASSING” signs and feeling like she was doing something wrong here, even though Jeb was gone and the niece who inherited knew people would be viewing the property.

She circled the cabin to the lakefront side and climbed up the porch steps to look out at the water.

It was sunny and chilly, with patches of blue sky amid white and gray clouds. The calm water offered a near-mirror reflection of green tree-covered hillside with blue sky and clouds. An upside-down vision of the world.

It was serene and achingly beautiful, and she knew exactly why Jeb had loved his small sanctuary on the water so much.

She pulled out her phone and snapped a photo of the water and hillside, then texted it to Xavier.

He responded almost immediately.

Xavier: Beautiful. Where are you?

Audrey: On Jeb’s porch.

Xavier: Wish I was there with you. You okay?

Audrey: I think so. It was weird driving here, but I felt like I needed to do it alone. I’m going to have to return to my job at some point.

Xavier: I get that. You returning the camping gear to the Baldwins?

Audrey: Yeah. Then I’m going to record the damage to the site. Get it over with so I can enjoy my leave when you get home.

Xavier: On that note… They released me early, and I’m on Highway 101 right now. I was heading to your place to surprise you. I’ll keep going. Meet me at the gate?

She felt a thrill at knowing he was back on the peninsula and was disappointed she wasn’t home to greet him properly. The last time he’d shown up at her door unannounced had been rather spectacular.