Page 93 of The Perfect Stranger

No one had escaped the crossfire, and as I rounded the car I had used to escape the battle at the ranch, my gut twisted. My decision to leave Nina alone at the hospital was now shrouded in question.

The side of the road was a crime scene, except there was no body.

Gabriel was gone.

That didn’t mean someone hadn’t just picked up his corpse.

It didn’t mean that his men had found him and taken him back for a proper burial.

It could all mean that he was still alive.

Still alive, and with a vendetta.

But while the hunt for Gabriel and Luis Santos continued, across the border another war was brewing. This time with a furious FBI agent, Chief Delacroix.

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