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  1. BOOKS BY LOUISE BAY
  2. ONE
  3. Rosey
  4. TWO
  5. Byron
  6. THREE
  7. Rosey
  8. FOUR
  9. Byron
  10. FIVE
  11. Rosey
  12. SIX
  13. Byron
  14. SEVEN
  15. Rosey
  16. EIGHT
  17. Rosey
  18. NINE
  19. Byron
  20. TEN
  21. Rosey
  22. ELEVEN
  23. Byron
  24. TWELVE
  25. Rosey
  26. THIRTEEN
  27. Byron
  28. FOURTEEN
  29. Rosey
  30. FIFTEEN
  31. Rosey
  32. SIXTEEN
  33. Byron
  34. SEVENTEEN
  35. Rosey
  36. EIGHTEEN
  37. Byron
  38. NINETEEN
  39. Rosey
  40. TWENTY
  41. Rosey
  42. TWENTY-ONE
  43. Byron
  44. TWENTY-TWO
  45. Byron
  46. TWENTY-THREE
  47. Rosey
  48. TWENTY-FOUR
  49. Rosey
  50. TWENTY-FIVE
  51. Byron
  52. TWENTY-SIX
  53. Rosey
  54. TWENTY-SEVEN
  55. Byron
  56. TWENTY-EIGHT
  57. Rosey
  58. TWENTY-NINE
  59. Byron
  60. THIRTY
  61. Rosey
  62. THIRTY-ONE
  63. Rosey
  64. THIRTY-TWO
  65. Byron
  66. THIRTY-THREE
  67. Rosey
  68. THIRTY-FOUR
  69. Rosey
  70. THIRTY-FIVE
  71. Byron
  72. THIRTY-SIX
  73. Rosey
  74. THIRTY-SEVEN
  75. Byron
  76. THIRTY-EIGHT
  77. Byron
  78. EPILOGUE
  79. A month later – New York City
  80. 14 months later - Star Falls
  81. MR. MAYFAIR
  82. Beck
  83. Beck
  84. Stella
  85. BOOKS BY LOUISE BAY

“Emptying the chalets we think are the most vulnerable to storm damage. It’s all hands on deck. I’ve got every member of staff on shift helping.”

“Alright,” I say. “Then let me help too.”

“Okay then,” he says, leading me out the main entrance. He glances up at the sky threatening to pour with rain at any moment. “Prepare to get wet.”

As we head over to chalet four, a line of staff comes toward us, carrying blankets and mirrors, dining chairs and coffeemakers. It’s like we’re looting the place. I scan faces, waiting to catch a glimpse of Rosey, but I don’t see her.

“Is everyone who was due on shift still working? We haven’t sent people back to their families?” I ask, picking up one end of a huge antique oak chest in the primary bedroom of the chalet. Hart picks up the other end.

“Anyone who wanted to leave has gone already,” he says. “Most people aren’t local. Oh, and one of the waitresses had to find her cat.”

My heart leaps out of my chest. Cat? Was that Rosey who left? She can’t have thought leaving the protection of the Club to go after Athena was a good idea.

Hart and I get into a rhythm carrying the chest across the site. As nonchalantly as possible, I say, “I take it we have a list of everyone who’s staying up here so we can ensure everyone’s accounted for?”

“Absolutely,” he says. Of course he doesn’t offer me a look at the list. Why would he? I’m not known for micromanagement, but I frantically try and think of an excuse to see it. All the while I’m scanning faces, trying to find Rosey.

As we make it inside the main building, Hart calls out to Hazel. “Have we updated the roster since the last bus left?” he asks.

“Yeah, it was just Rosey Williams on the bus. I’ve taken her off.”

My heart sinks.

Fuck. Rosey. I have no idea if she knows how to prep for a tornado. I can’t imagine there are many tornadoes in Oregon. Does she even know about the shelter by the cabins, or how to use a weather radio?

There’s no way she can be on her own in the cabins. I glance at the darkening sky. Hart and I put the chest down and I say, “Actually, there are a couple of things I’m going to need from the cabin. I’m going to head down into town.”

It’s the easiest decision I’ve made today. There’s no way I’m going to leave Rosey on her own.