T.J. Fields advised Karen Raymond back in the trailer park Wednesday morning, “is beat it the hell out of here. Take your kids and run. I’ll come if you want and ride shotgun.” The Skulls had driven Karen back to the trailer park in Sanpee after rescuing her from the shootout that had taken Alexander MacFarlane’s life the night before in Torrey Pines State Park. She’d been in no shape to talk then, too frazzled and scared. T.J. had eased her into a rocking chair in the same trailer where her sons were sleeping in twin beds. The television was tuned to a music channel. T.J. had closed the door softly behind him and planted his massive frame on the trailer’s front steps, shotgun balanced across his knees. “I can’t do that,” she said, an hour into a damp, misty morning after a fitful night’s sleep. “Before last night, I could have, but not anymore.” “Why?” “Because I know they can’t let me live now. Wherever I go, they’ll track me down.” T.J. looked at her from across the picnic table where their coffee sat cooling.
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