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“You bet,” Buck says. “And tell the family hi.”

“I will.” We hang up, and I relay the hello to my brothers.

“How’s he doing?” Rob asks.

“Couldn’t be better.”

“He going to help?”

“Probably already on it.”

“She’ll get what she has coming to her,” Blake says, referring to Farrah.

“Yes, she will,” I say and rise from my chair. “I’m going to talk to Amber.”

Blake: “What if she still won’t see you?”

“Then I’ll camp out on the lawn. I’m not leaving town until I find out what happened.”

Rob: “Good for you.”

I walk to the room’s phone.

“What now?” Blake asks.

“Calling the front desk. I’ll need a ride.”

“You need more than a ride.” Blake fans his nose. “You need a shower.”

“Yeah,” Rob says. “You stink.”

I smell my underarm. Why do people do that? “All right. One of you want to line a car up for me? I’ll be downstairs in twenty minutes.”

Rob says he’ll do it, and I go and shower.

Because I have to shave, it takes longer to get ready than expected. I show up at the car ten minutes late. “Sorry about that.”

“That’s all right. Where to?”

I give him directions to Amber’s parents’ house.Please be there.

* * *

We’re close enough to the Allen residence for me to spot Amber’s fiancé, the lumberjack, walking away from the house and the door closing behind him.

I sit up in the back seat. Place my hand on the doorknob.

The guy walks around the front of his pickup as the car I’m in rolls to a stop behind. I pop the back door and leap out.

He opens the door of his pickup.

“Hold up,” I say.

He flips the door closed with two fingers and meets me at the tailgate of his truck.

Every nerve is on end. Adrenalin maxed out. This could turn into a fistfight, which isn’t a strength. But so it goes.

“I need to talk to Amber.”

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