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But I find out quickly.

He turns and points the pistol at me. “Come on with me. Now.”

I gulp, trying to swallow the dread that’s speeding through my bones. “I don’t think so.”

“Sadie, you may be my flesh and blood, but when push comes to shove, I’m going to save my own ass.”

I gulp again, this time audibly. So I’m right. Dad has a connection to Racehorse Hauling, and I’m betting it’s not a good one. Now I know why my intuition was telling me to come back here.

But I didn’t factor my own father holding me at gunpoint into the equation. Fathers aren’t supposed to hold their daughters at gunpoint. In what world does this make sense?

My heart is racing so fast I’m afraid it’s going to beat right out of my chest.

My father’s gaze is cold—hard and cold.

While I’m trained to deal with situations like this, my own mortality flashes in my mind.

So much to do.

I want marriage. Children. I want a damned dog!

Mostly I want Miles.

I want all of those things with Miles Bridger. Miles Bridger, the man I love.

But I won’t have any of it if my father pulls that trigger.

No. Won’t happen. No father could kill his own child.

Except…

The blood in my veins turns to ice.

Maybe my father alreadydidkill his child.

Maybehe’sresponsible for Joey’s death.

And if so?

I can kiss my dreams—mylife—goodbye.

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MILES

Thank fuck.

Sadie’s car is in her father’s driveway.

Surely there’s an explanation for the text—the unfinished one—she sent.

A patrol car is parked in front of the house from the frantic 911 call I made on the road. Two officers are seated inside.

I exit my vehicle and walk to the patrol car. “I’m Miles Bridger, the guy who called. Did you find anything, Officer?”

The blue in the driver’s seat shakes his head. “The only one home is a woman named Lorraine Thompson. She says nothing’s out of the ordinary.”

“My girlfriend was here earlier. This is her father’s place.”

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