Morgan asked.“The Turnstyle. Anna called me about it.”“Did she get a description?”Scott referred to his notebook. “Fifties, fair-skinned, red hair. He was wearing jeans, a navy shirt, cargo-type jacket and black boots, like work boots. Plus, she got a partial plate number.”“That’s pretty good for...
Three hours later, she was still a no-show. As twilight illuminated the mountain range in the distance, Cassie considered the fact that her friend had changed her mind, or worse—the mob guys had found her before Becca could get to Cassie. Agent Nance spent much of his time...
He’d left her for ten minutes. Adrenaline rushing through his body, Luke gripped the door handle ready to jump from the chief’s cruiser. Come on, come on. They couldn’t get to the shop fast enough. The chief finally pulled into the parking lot and Luke flung open his door. “Wait for backup,” the ...
“Shh, it’s okay.” Fighting the self-condemnation at not anticipating this turn of events, he used the flashlight app on his smartphone to do a 360 scan of the storage area. “There.” He pointed with the flashlight. “Get behind those boxes.” &nb...
Bree said. “How long ago did they leave?” “Maybe ten minutes?” “Where were they taking him?” “I’m not sure.” Bree spun around and rushed toward the stairs. As she passed the elevators, the doors opened...
Shivering against a strong gust of wind, Nia Sharpe quickened her pace up the mountain trail, determined to find her boss, resort manager Aiden McBride, by nightfall. She knew he was planning a midweek overnight hike to Pleasant Point and she needed to warn him. Something ...
“Who are you?” “Abigail Woods, Edward Lange’s sister,” she said, her cheeks flushed with anger. A man stepped into the station behind her. “I’m David Woods, Abigail’s husband.” A second man, wearing jeans, a baseball cap and ...