Chapters (45)
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- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- EPILOGUE
They were just about finished getting organized when Skye’s cell phone rang.
“It’s Zoe.” Putting the phone on speaker, she set it on the round pine kitchen table.
“I’ve got something for you,” Zoe said.
“You’ve pinged Beekman’s final location,” Edge guessed, hoping he was right.
“Sorry, he’s dropped off the grid. No cell service as of the past half hour. His last location was about ten miles west of Chamaya. But I’ve got something almost as good. I’ve found a connection between Sunstar and a corporation called Orion Properties, Inc. Dig deep enough, plow through enough companies owned by other companies, you come up with two names that appear in both ownership chains—an attorney named Carl Wisen and a CPA named Oscar Andreyev. They’re both located in Las Vegas.”
“Vegas,” Edge repeated. “That’s interesting.”
“Sunstar owns the property in Blancha Springs,” Zoe said. “Orion owns seven hundred acres west of Chamaya off Highway 64. Bought it last year. Before that, it was the Pine Tree Ranch, owned by the Miller family. When Thomas Miller’s wife died, he sold the ranch to Orion and moved to Santa Fe. I’ll text you a map of the site.”
Edge’s gaze shifted to Skye. “If the property ownership connects Blancha Springs and Chamaya, and Beekman is already here, there’s a damned good chance that’s where Henson is setting up next.”
“Limited cell service out there,” Zoe said. “But Beekman’s last ping was in the area.”
“That’s where we’ll find him,” Edge said, certainty settling in his bones.
Skye’s gaze shot to his. “Which means there’s a very good chance Daniel is with him—or already out there.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
AFTER ZOE’S CALL, SKYE CLIMBED INTO EDGE’S TRUCK FOR A RUN to the local grocery store. They picked up coffee, breakfast goodies, sandwich stuff, and a frozen pizza they could bake for supper before they headed out.
Neither Beekman nor Daniel had ever seen Edge’s black Ford pickup, so they decided to drive west on Highway 64 toward the Orion property and do a quick recon of the area before it got dark.
Thirteen miles west of Chamaya, a dirt lane off Highway 64 led to the site on Zoe’s map. The road was a barely visible line a little before the turn onto Highway 84 heading north to Pagosa Springs. Like the rest of the area, it was a land of high mountain valleys, golden this time of year, surrounded by rolling hills and tall, forested peaks.
Skye rode in silence, tense as they neared their destination. The open grassland on both sides of the unpaved road heading to the property was uninhabited—until the pickup rounded a bend and a two-story log house came into view.