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ОглавлениеSomething darted out from the trees.
Adam had his gun in hand in an instant, his arm pressing Charlotte down and out of the line of fire.
He knew how quickly safety could turn to danger, and he knew how desperate the Night Stalker must be. The local papers had run the story.
Guardian Angel Saves Tenth Victim of Notorious Night Stalker.
The reporters might not have Charlotte’s name, but they were speculating that she was someone local to Whisper Lake.
How long would it take the Night Stalker to figure out who she was and where she lived?
Leaves rustled. A twig snapped. A dog appeared.
“Clover!” Charlotte shouted, and then she was scrambling out of the car and onto the road.
He grabbed her, hauling her up and into the SUV. Not caring about her injury. All he cared about was keeping her alive.
If the dog loping toward them was hers, someone had let it out. Someone who might be waiting for her to return, waiting for her to go looking for the dog she obviously loved. Waiting on the road with a gun in hand, ready to finish what he’d begun.
