Chapters (57)
- Cover
- Dedication
- PROLOGUE
- BELL
- FORD
- BELL
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- BELL
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- BELL
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- BELL
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- BELL
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- BELL
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- BELL
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- BELL
- BELL
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- BELL
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- BELL
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- BELL
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- BELL
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- BELL
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- BELL
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- BELL
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- BELL
- EPILOGUE
- ENJOY THIS PREVIEW OF PERFECT WRECKAGE
- ENJOY THIS BOOK?
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ALSO AVAILABLE FROM CATHERINE COWLES
- ABOUT CATHERINE COWLES
- STAY CONNECTED
My back molars ground together as I remembered seeing the space for the first time. If the person responsible would’ve been in front of me at the time, I wasn’t sure I wouldn’t have killed them. “They destroyed just about everything.”
Ethan looked around the bar. “Cops got any leads?”
“Not so far.”
Hunter shook his head. “Goddammit. How could no one see anything? There are usually people out walking their dogs or jogging then. Someone must have seen a car, something that could help.”
I began pouring half-pints of beer. “Raines is still getting the word out. His deputies will be back tomorrow to canvass the surrounding neighborhoods, see if anyone was out and about.”
Crosby dropped a French fry back onto his plate. “Hell, the gossip mill will do a better job than they will. Word’s already spreading, but we can make sure that folks are asking if anyone saw anything.”
I slid two beers across the bar top to Hunter and Ethan. “That’s not a bad idea.” As much as I hated the way gossip spread in this town, people did genuinely care. They wanted to help whenever they could.
Crosby inclined his head to the dining area. “This is the perfect place to start. Have the waitstaff ask around as they’re serving. And we can ask people at the bar.”
Hunter nodded, giving Crosby’s back a slap. “Good idea.” Hunt looked back to me, lowering his voice as if the people around us couldn’t still hear. “How’s she really doing?”
My jaw worked. “Scared but determined.”
“I’m taking that to mean she won’t be coming to stay with either of us.”
I chuckled despite my frustration with the situation. “Not even Mom’s guilt trip could sway her.” I glanced towards the back stairs. “I think she needs to prove to herself that she’s not scared to stay here.”
Hunter muttered a curse. “She’s too damn stubborn and prideful.”
“She’s just used to handling things on her own now.” And I hated that she’d had to become that way.
“She’s letting Kenna and Caelyn help.”
I shrugged. “They’re family to her.”
Hunter straightened. “So are we.”
“It’s different.” I knew that Bell loved every member of the Hardy clan. But that didn’t mean she’d completely let down her guard around us. We’d hurt her. Even though it had been her parents who had kept us away in the beginning, it didn’t change the wound that was there.
Hunter glanced up at the ceiling. “I hate this.”
“Me, too, brother. Me, too.”
“Security company still coming tomorrow?”
“Yup.” I poured another beer and handed it to Ethan.
“What about tonight?”