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I slipped out the front door, gun ready, using the shadows for cover as I approached the cruiser. The night air was cooler now, carrying the damp scent of the lake and the earthier smell of the surrounding forest.
Nothing seemed out of place at first glance, but the door was definitely open, the interior light creating a small pool of illumination in the darkness. The familiar blinking sound and warning light that indicated an open door ticked steadily in the quiet night, a rhythmic red flash against the black leather seats.
What on earth was happening?
The roar of a motorcycle engine shattered the silence, the sound explosive after the hushed tension. I whipped around just in time to see a figure on a bike speeding down the driveway, gravel spraying as they accelerated. The engine’s growl echoed off the trees as they turned onto the main road.
I stood there, gun still raised. The realization slowly dawned on me that they hadn’t come for Sky tonight. They’d come for information. And I had no idea what they’d found, or what it might mean for us. The night closed in around me, full of shadows and unanswered questions. In the distance, the motorcycle’s engine faded until there was nothing.
Whatever was happening, one thing was certain; the danger was real, and it had found us.
Chapter 26
Sky
I woke the next morning with a clear head. Grateful, I sat up and thought about everything yesterday. I tried, again, to piece together what had happened, but nothing new came to me.
Rising to my feet, I felt surprisingly good. Who knew what the day would bring? I headed out and used the bathroom, and then, out of my peripheral vision, I spotted McCrae sitting at the kitchen counter.
He turned stiffly. “You’re up.”
I was confused for a moment. He wasn’t in his uniform, but he was completely dressed in a black shirt, jeans, and a cap. He looked ready to go.
“What’s going on?”
“I need you to pack quickly. We’re leaving.”
Alarm shot through me. “So you’re making me go to Denver?” I hated how fragile I sounded.
He shook his head. “You were asleep last night, but I heard something. When I went outside, my police cruiser was open, and a motorcycle took off.”
Shock ran through me. I took a step back. “Are you kidding me?” My mind raced. “So someone’s after me here?”
McCrae looked calm. “We’re not sure. Damon and I think it would be a good idea to get out of town for a little bit.” The side of his lip turned up. “Get out of dodge, I guess you could say.”
Adrenaline shot through me. “Oh my gosh. Are you in danger? McCrae, I can’t haveyoube in danger.”
“I’m fine.”
But I wasn’t fine. I’d put him in danger. “Ohmygosh.” I moved into the bedroom and pulled out the suitcase, feeling like I was on autopilot. “I need to get away from you. I bet they’re afteryoubecause ofme.” I grabbed clothes and threw them in the suitcase.
“Listen,” McCrae said, moving to my side. “I’m in this with you. I don’t know if they’re after me or you or both of us at this point, but the smartest thing would be to get out of town like I said.”
I kept packing.
“Sky,” he said, placing a hand on my shoulder. “Calm down.”
I sat on the bed, sucking in a breath. “Your family. I put everyone in danger.”
“We’re fine.”
Suddenly, pain rocked through my head and another memory flooded my mind. I gripped my head. Someone was speaking to me.Run, just run. Get out of here. Go to Colorado.
“Are you okay?”
I breathed deeply, focusing, and then I saw a face I recognized. “My brother.”
“What’s happening?” He sat on the bed beside me and held my hand.
