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EPILOGUE

Two years later.

April 1.

Serena shifted uncomfortably on the bed. A slight breeze came through the window, cooling off her skin. The muted beep of her cell phone going off announced a text message. The clock read five thirty in the morning. She grabbed for the device on the bedside table and read the message. Dismay choked her. She scrambled awkwardly upright and turned on the light.

Her husband of sixteen months rolled from his side toward her and put his hand on her belly. “Everything okay?”

The concern in his voice pulled her from the horror on the phone’s screen. She covered his hand. “The baby and I are fine. It’s Boyd Sullivan.” Her throat tightened. “He escaped from prison a few hours ago.”

Jason sat up and ran a hand through his hair. “That maniac is on the loose again?” He shuddered.

“Apparently he returned to Canyon Air Force Base.” She shivered and snuggled closer to her husband and whispered, “It seems he’s back to killing.”

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