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When I was trying to get back to you. Just before you found me, on the road to Brightlings Dale. Goddess, shelter them, he murmured and reached out a hand to touch the cold fur. Youre dead, she told him in a tiny voice, though whether to remind herself or impart the truth to him, she couldnt say. Children? Doria gasped. Youve seen Devyn and the little ones? Are they safe? Are they whole? Jerens eyes stung and she blinked back tears of gratitude. And guilt. She shouldnt be grateful to Vertigern for offering her a place away from her husband. Chapter Two In her mind, the gelatinous black ooze receded, allowing her to open her bedroom door. The thick soles of her boots clomped down the creaking stairs.* * * And it makes perfect sense on how Salyer was able to fake his background checks and other things. Rivers would have been able to do that easily and screw up any DNA found. Karen stood behind Max, her arms around his neck. Not until the eighth victim. We started to suspect it was a woman. Does he heck as like, he looks a proper tit. Looks as if hes been swimming during a fly-fishing contest! He held her while she sobbed, but when she looked in his face she saw nothing of the pity or disgust that she expected. For the first time, Indarin looked more like his brother than he would ever admit. Her husband. Aye, quite literally. Lightning lit up the sky, and rain began to fall as I stomped toward the hill. Everything inside me was turning upside down as memories filled my mind. The dam broke, and emotions flowed through me like tsunamis, ripping and tearing at the fabric of my sanity. I swung open the gate, fell to my knees on his grave, and pounded the ground with my fists. Tears fell, mixing with the rain as I began to scream. The photo attached to the left-hand side caught his attention. It was the first before-Salyer picture hed seen. Hed been right. She had passion in her eyes. They also held laughter. He would bet that weeks pay that Max had taken the picture, or someone who knew her and cared about her. She’d been younger then too. With her looks and money, he had to wonder why she’d become a cop. He reached for the glass and downed the remaining liquor, grimacing as he began to read. One thing was clear from the beginning—the psychiatrist was an ass. Youre an angel, Mrs. Dickson. If I wasnt afraid your husband would whop me with something, Id kiss you. Max pushed away from the table and headed for his suite. Give me a few minutes, Gabriel. No deal. Innocent or guilty, Ill let you buy me a drink only if you tell me about Denova. No, but I trust her. Shes not broken. He smiled. She never was..