Chapter 18 (2)
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closer, roaring above the sound of the raging storm, and her heart leapt with hope.

It was a Harley Davidson motorcycle.

Gregory heard it too and hesitated. The bike careened to a halt in front of the house and shuddered into silence. Chelsea heard Dylan’s wonderful voice shouting above the storm.

Shouting her name.

Gregory swiveled around to aim his gun at the front door, just as Dylan kicked the front door in with a crash of splintered wood.

DYLAN LOOK OUT!” She screamed and Dylan dropped to one knee just as Gregory’s gun blazed, the bullet hitting the wall above Dylan’s head.

Chelsea reacted without thinking. The red-hot anger that flared in her vision seared her veins and steadied her hands. This monster had already shot Hank. She was dam...

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