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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

Edge rattled off the number, and Zoe went to work. It didn’t take long to ping the nearest cell tower. It was in Boise City, Kansas, a small town on Highway 56.

Skye used her cell to pull up Google Maps. “Highway 56 runs northeast/southwest across Kansas. You think they traveled from Blancha Springs all the way to Kansas?”

“It’s not that far,” Edge said. He checked the distance on his phone. “Only two hundred and seventy miles from Blancha Springs to the Kansas state line. Be as good a place as any to hole up.”

“Makes sense they would want to leave Colorado,” Skye said. “The state police are looking for them.” She glanced at Edge. “So why did Beekman head for Kansas instead of going directly to New Mexico?”

“That’s where he’s going?” Zoe asked.

“According to his mother,” Skye said.

“We don’t know his motivation,” Edge said. “But, more importantly, we need to know if Henson and Lila are traveling with Rollie, and if they are, where exactly they wind up.”

Zoe whirled her chair back toward her computer screen. “I’ll set up a program to mark their route as the cell phone changes location. I can send a map to both your phones showing their progress.”

“They would be great,” Skye said, more than a little impressed.

They left Zoe to her task and went into the employee lounge. Neither of them wanted to leave the office until they knew for sure the direction Beekman was heading. Skye brewed a fresh pot of coffee. They each filled a mug and sat down at the Formica-topped table.

As the afternoon slid toward evening, the map of Beekman’s travels on Skye’s phone continued to show a southwesterly journey, and soon the phone was pinging on the other side of the New Mexico state line.

“Looks like Mrs. Beekman was right,” Skye said. “The route they’re taking . . . I think they’re purposely avoiding Colorado.”

“Be the smart move,” Edge said.

“You think we should notify the authorities? Bring them up to speed on what we’ve found out?”

Edge shook his head. “We don’t have anything solid, just a lot of speculation and a phone pinging its way across the country. Add to that, if Beekman is traveling with Henson and Lila and we bring in the police, there’s no way to control the situation. Lila could end up dead.”

“So what do you suggest?” Skye asked.

“I suggest we keep watching Beekman’s progress, see where he ends up. Once he’s settled somewhere, we go after him. We find out if Henson and Lila are traveling with him. If they are, we’ll have a better idea what we’re up against. Once we have enough intel, we can go to the police. The DEA still wants Henson. Maybe we’ll be able to help them get him.”

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