The deputy sighed and unlocked my handcuffs. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sure, you don’t.” Once I was free of the cuffs, Rock continued. “Step back, Lacey.”

“Rock, I—”

“Step back,” he said again, this time more commanding.

“You know I’m calling for backup as soon as I get back into my car.”

“Do I look like a moron to you? Of course you will. And whoever comes this way will get an earful about how you were bribed.”

“That’s your word against mine.”

“I think I’ll get them to see my side of things,” Rock said. “Depends on how much of a chance you want to take.”

“Rock—”

“Lacey, I’m not going to say it again. Get in the cabin.”

Anger swirled within me. Who the hell did he think he was? “I’m not going anywhere. This clearly involves me more than it does you.”

“Look,” the deputy said. “Let’s just call it a day, okay? I won’t call for backup. Forget I was ever here.”

Rock chuckled, still holding the gun. “I won’t forget it, Deputy”—he eyed the cop’s name badge—“Gore. I’ll have your badge. Now get the fuck out of here.”

He walked slowly to his car, never taking his gaze from Rock, got in, and drove away.

Rock turned to me. “Are you all right?”

My heart hammered. “Please, Rock. Put down the gun.”

“Sorry.” He laid the pistol on the ground. “Do guns scare you?”

“Not as a rule, but you scared me, Rock. You pulled a gun on an officer of the law.”

“He was dirty, Lace. I’ve been around this block more than a few times. I’ve seen dirty cops before, and he had the look. I swear to you.”

“He may have been dirty, but you still just pulled a gun on him. You could be arrested.”

“Don’t worry about me. I’ll just call Reid and have him take care of all of it. You’d be amazed what money can buy. I didn’t learn much this first week at my new position, but I sure as hell learned that.” He pulled out his cellphone and soon was talking to his brother.

I sat down on one of the redwood Adirondack chairs on his front porch, my heart still thundering. What had just happened here? Someone tried to have me arrested for accessory to Derek Wolfe’s murder. I’d been home alone when the crime occurred.

I knew that.

But no one else did.

I lived alone. I had no alibi.

Nausea welled within me. If someone chose to push this…