And that was the optimistic scenario. If Harmony was right—and she had a disturbingly accurate track record—he’d never make it back to prison alive. He should have stuck with her. He should have argued when she suggested splitting up. His gut feeling had been “bad idea,” and then she’d hit him with logic, and he’d caved in, which was the really odd thing since logic was more his thing than hers. She’d been right, though, everyone would be on the lookout for a man and a woman traveling together, and even he had to admit they made an eye-catching couple. Problem was, his luck had run out eight years ago. And even if the last few days had seemed like a light at the end of a long, dark tunnel, he’d have been better off if Harmony had left him where he was. He could have survived another seventeen years in prison. He didn’t figure he’d make it to the Shawville city limits alive.The sheriff’s office was a converted storefront, sitting at the end of Shawville’s main drag.
