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Martha sank to the floor, clutching the phone. “What?”

“An idea or two that I’m fairly certain warrant a follow-up.”

Martha held the phone tighter. “You’ve talked them over with the sheriff?”

“No, I haven’t.” She noticed the pastor’s hesitation. “That’s the thing,” he continued, sounding almost unsure of himself—which wasn’t something she’d ever noticed in him before. “These suspicions. I’d rather not tell Greg about them.”

“Okay.”

“And I hope you’ll agree not to mention this conversation to anyone yet.”

Right now she’d agree to just about anything to get some answers. To catch the bastard who’d hurt her daughter. “I’ll agree on one condition—that you let me help.”

“I can’t do that.”

She stared at the floor. “Why not?”

“I…”

A preacher with secrets. At the moment she didn’t care. “That’s my deal, Pastor,” she said with finality.