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Chapters (45)
  1. Also by
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright Page
  4. CHAPTER ONE
  5. CHAPTER TWO
  6. CHAPTER THREE
  7. CHAPTER FOUR
  8. CHAPTER FIVE
  9. CHAPTER SIX
  10. CHAPTER SEVEN
  11. CHAPTER EIGHT
  12. CHAPTER NINE
  13. CHAPTER TEN
  14. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  15. CHAPTER TWELVE
  16. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  17. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  18. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  19. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  20. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  21. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  22. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  23. CHAPTER TWENTY
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  33. CHAPTER THIRTY
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  43. CHAPTER FORTY
  44. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  45. EPILOGUE

“I’ll hold you to that, Burke. See you back at the office.”

Skye walked out and couldn’t help wondering what the new guy’s story was.

As long as he kept Callie safe from Klaus Mahler and his no-good friends, it didn’t really matter.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

SKYE CHECKED HER PHONE AS SHE CLIMBED INTO HER COMPACT SUV. Three texts from Edge.

WHERE ARE YOU?

The second read, I’M AT THE OFFICE. CALL ME.

The third said, WHAT’S GOING ON?

Instead of answering, she looked at the program on her phone that showed the location of Rollie Beekman’s cell. Beekman must have spent the night in Eagle Nest because when she’d checked this morning, his location was only a few hours down the road.

She pushed through the office door and started across the room. She could feel Edge’s intense blue eyes tracking her all the way. The muscles across her abdomen tightened with pure animal lust. After last night and this morning, she could hardly believe it.

Edge came up out of his chair and strode toward her, a hundred percent of his brooding male attention focused directly on her.

“What’s going on?”

“What do you mean? I left you a note. I said I was going over to see Callie.”

“We could have gone together,” he said.

“I needed a little space.”

Black slashing brows pulled into a frown. He glanced away. “No problem.” But when he looked back at her, his taut features said he didn’t like it.

“Have you checked the map on your phone?” she asked, aiming the conversation in a different direction.

“Yeah. Looks like Beekman stayed in Eagle Nest last night.”

“I took a look at the area. There are a few cheap motels—that’s about it.”

“He’s traveling again this morning, still on Highway 64. Cell service is spotty. Last time I looked, the nearest cell tower was Tres Piedras.”

Skye sat down and opened her laptop. The place was only a dot on Google Maps.

“He’s still moving,” Edge said. “Looks like he’s taking mostly back roads.”

By late afternoon, the movement of the phone had stopped. The closest cell tower was in a town called Chamaya. An hour passed. Still no movement. Maybe they were just having a late lunch.

Or maybe they had reached their destination.

Skye googled everything she could find on Chamaya and the area surrounding it.

“It’s in the Rocky Mountains of Arriba County. The population is only about twelve hundred. There’s a steam-driven, narrow-gauge railway that attracts tourists in the summer. The scenery and the chance to explore the outdoors is the primary reason people visit. That and big-game hunting. Apparently elk are plentiful in the region. Hunting is a big money earner for locals in the fall.”