He’d just checked with Jason White, the deputy assigned to guard Maggie’s house tonight. Everything was fine. Quiet. She’d had her lights off now for a couple of hours. It all sounded good. Maybe the robbers had decided to give it up. To stop hounding Maggie. Right. He wished he believed that. It would be nice, but he didn’t live in a fantasy world. Reality was that Maggie was a target and until they caught everyone behind the attempted robbery, she would remain a target. So the simple solution would be to find the other robbers. Hopefully, they’d hear something tomorrow. Reese glanced at the clock, sighed and rose. He walked to the window and pushed back the curtain just enough to look out across the lake. Maggie’s place was lit up like a Christmas tree once again. He could make out the cruiser at the end of the gravel drive. Reese couldn’t say he was entirely comfortable with the placement of the cruiser.
