Witch In The Wind (Bandit Creek Books) - Plot & Excerpts
Avalon Gwynn said. The words sounded distorted, forced through lips that were suddenly stiff and numb. “I’ll leave right away.” Gone? How could they be gone? After returning the receiver to its cradle, she didn’t have the strength to lift her hand. She left it resting where it was as she watched the steam float up from the mug of tea she’d laid beside the phone when it rang. Her mind was empty. A sudden vacuum of thought, memory and emotion. She had to move. She had to— She had to get a grip. She had to go home. Back to Bandit Creek, Montana. She tightened her hold on the receiver and picked it up. Fifteen minutes later she’d arranged a leave from work and a plant-sitter for her apartment. Ten more to pack her bag. Six and a half hours later, she was pulling back onto the I-90 after having refilled her gas tank in Spokane. Even with the May sun shining through her windshield, her hands were frozen onto the steering wheel.
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