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into her life like a knight in shining armor, rescuing her from all her sadness and loneliness. Not to mention a crazed killer.
    She took a deep breath and opened the car door.
    After registering, she took her key card and her small suitcase to the room. Then she went back out to the car for her the food she’d picked up on the drive. Taking care of her diabetes was second nature to her. Happy-sad-sick-healthy-however she felt, whatever was going on in her life, the diabetes always came first.
    The one constant in her life.
    It used to be the only constant, b ut her life changed so much since she met Dylan. Not only did she have Dylan but his wonderful family. Not to mention the teeny town of Fredericksburg.
    Sure, she didn’t exactly fit in with them all the time, but they were good people.
    The lights flashed green as she slipped the key card into the slot. Reggie opened the door and walked in the room. She sniffed—a slightly stale odor. Nothing fancy, but it was clean and it would be perfect for what she had in mind.
    Dylan wanted her to go have fun with friends, but she had another idea in mind. She had a lot of questions and some time alone with God might give her the answers she needed.
    She loved Dylan and loved being his wife, but it was a different sort of life than she’d envisioned for herself. It had never occurred to her that she’d be an unemployed farmer’s wife.
    God must have a plan for her and she wanted to discover it. Her plan had been to be a lawyer and enjoy the amenities of big city living—fine dining, theater, and art openings.
    S ome days, she felt like a fish out of water in her new life in Fredericksburg.
     
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    A carp jumped up beside Dylan. His hands tingled and he wished for a fishing pole instead of the gun he carried in his waistband as he motored down the Potomac River toward Paw Paw, West Virginia—toward Billy Clyde and Theresa.
    Billy Clyde’s message had bee n clear. Reggie hadn’t heard the hidden message in his friend’s words, but he had. Something was wrong—he just didn’t know what it was yet.
    But he aimed to find out.
    Trees hovered on both sides of the river forming a canopy to keep the brutal heat of the day away. They hid the towns and cities he knew were there. He took a deep breath, enjoying the rich earthy smells of the woods and the river. The scene would have been perfect except for the fact he was sneaking down the river to find out what was wrong at Billy Clyde’s.
    Not to mention he’d just sent his wife away from their home and she had no idea why. He’d seen the confusion in Reggie’s eyes when he’d told her to spend a few days in Cleveland, but it was better for her to be up there while he checked out the situation down here.
    If he’d told her he hadn’t called Billy Clyde and hadn’t hung up on him, Reggie she would have insisted on coming, and then she’d be in danger. This way, she might have hurt feelings but she’d be safe and having fun with her friends in Cleveland.
    Hurting her to keep her safe was the right thing to do.
    He only hoped she’d forgive him. The vision of his wife’s sweet smile came to mind. Of course, she would forgive him. Reggie loved Billy Clyde and Theresa as much as he did. She would want him to help them.
    Knowing that eased his guilt—a little .
    The rented speedboat was the perfect way to sneak in. Driving up to the gate and ringing the buzzer to announce his arrival didn’t seem like the best idea under the circumstances.
    No way was he busting in with guns drawn into the isolated log cabin without knowing what waited for him. It was hard to imagine someone was able to breach his friend’s security around the hidden cabin nestled against the edge of the state park. Billy Clyde had pulled out all the stops when he’d designed his safe haven.
    Some might describe Billy Clyde as paranoid, but Dylan knew it wasn’t paranoia but a healthy sense of reality. The old saying, just because you’re