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Оглавление“Something wrong?” Spencer asked.
Biting her lip, Hannah turned the pail over. Bold red letters spelled out the word English. A red slash cut across the entire bottom of the pail, as if to say, No English Allowed.
Her knees grew weak. Suddenly the heavy cotton of her Amish dress clung to her neck, making her hot, strangling her. She pushed past Spencer and returned to the first pail and found the same thing.
“Look,” she said, handing him the bucket. “The person who slashed my tires was busy last night.”
Spencer’s brow furrowed as he glanced down at the bucket.
“You have to find my sister’s husband. If it’s he who’s doing this,” she quickly added.
“We’re doing everything we can to find him,” Spencer said, his gaze intent on her. “To get answers.”
The thought of spending another long, restless night in this house…
“To answer your earlier question, I won’t leave, won’t abandon my nieces. Because—” she swiped the bucket out of his hand “—that’s exactly what her killer wants me to do.”
