Declan dived deep, praying this was the spot he’d seen Alex go down. The murky lake allowed for visibility of no more than two feet in each direction. He stayed down as long as he could. At the last moment, he shot upward, filled his lungs with air, then plunged again. On the third time, he found...
Cara knew that expression on Tess’s face. Her friend never furrowed her brow unless something dire had happened. Fear, bordering on panic, gripped her until she couldn’t breathe. “How’s Papa? Is he sick?” “No.” Tess crossed the morning room and grasped Cara’s hands. “He’s fine.” She squeezed them...