Page 128 of One Last Chance

He didn’t want her real life. And as if fate read her mind, his next words only confirmed it.

“So, no more of these near-death experiences, okay?” he said, and touched her forehead with his.

She forced a smile. Now wasn’t the time. “Agreed.”

But a chill had taken her heart even as he helped her to the rock, then pushed her up, out of the water.

He climbed out beside her. Shivered.

“Me too,” she said, trembling, her throat thick.

“I think my radio is toast.” He pulled it out of his life jacket, dripping. “Hopefully Moose is still circling.”

But she didn’t see the chopper.

Maybe because a shot cracked the air.

Flynn froze.No. What?“He’s still out there.”

“Is he shooting at Moose?”

Maybe.She got up. “Let’s get off this shore before he sees us. We make easy targets.”

He trekked after her into the woods, and she didn’t look behind her, not sure what to do with the slurry of emotions.

“I can’t . . .”

Really, she knew that. Knew it. And frankly, she got it.

Had been dealing with the same question ever since he crashed on Denali.

No, they were exactly Jack and Rose—a relationship both explosive and combustible.

She hadn’t realized how she was plowing through the forest, going deeper off the deer path, until he grabbed her hand. “Where are you going?”

She turned. “The same place my sister went when Wilson Bowie tried to kill her.”

He stared at her. “Wilson Bowie?”

“Yeah. Well known in the community, a fisherman, lost his wife, his second wife cheated on him . . . right about the time of the first murder.”

“But Parker?”

“She’s a little young. I don’t know how he got her to stop for him, though.”

“I do.” He stopped. “Hondo.”

“Who?”

“Sully’s dog. He was in town with the Bowies after a visit to the vet.”

She stopped. “Parker works there sometimes.”

“Wow. Call me impressed.”

“It’s my job to listen.” She’d started walking through the woods, her hand in his. “So, Wilson knew she was going to see Laramie. Maybe he saw her in town, picked up Hondo, and waited for her?”

“I can’t believe it’s him?—”

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