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Maggie waited in the dark of the back porch, her heart pounding so loudly in her ears she felt light-headed. Her imagination ran through every conceivable scenario from someone lurking in the shadows of the bushes to a killer waiting to take Joe down inside the house.

When she heard a crash, Joe’s grunt and then a muttered curse, her heart skidded to a stop. She didn’t hesitate, didn’t stop to think about what she was doing—she entered through the broken door and flipped on the light switch.

Standing amid overturned chairs, Joe shot a frown at her. “I told you to wait outside. Go on.” He didn’t wait for her response, instead he slipped around the corner of the little kitchen and down the hallway.