He was dangerously close to losing control of the car, and forced himself to slow down, grinding his teeth in frustration. He couldn’t help Beth if he crashed. Jason struggled to regain a measure of professional focus, but panic buzzed in his head. He’d let Beth talk him into leaving her alone. What would he do if he found them too late? If Beth was dead? He already knew what that felt like, and that was when he hadn’t seen her for months. Now, after seeing her again, after tasting her, and touching her, and sharing the gift of her passion … How could he have walked away from that four months ago? Away from her. What was I thinking? He’d been an idiot. And when Maria had said Beth was dead … I can’t lose her again. Jason swallowed the bile that rose in his throat. He wasn’t going to think about that. I will get there in time. Jason pushed the Taurus a little faster. What’s he doing? Beth frowned as she watched Anderson. He was walking away, scanning the ground near the fence.
