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Royal, Texas was the perfect place to go to die

Kyle Wade aie from the navy, what else lay ahead of hiht as well do it in Royal, the town that had welcomed every Wade since the dawn of time—except him

He nearly drove through the center of toithout stopping Because he hadn’t realized he was in Royal until he was nearly out of Royal

Yeah, it had been ten years, and when he’d stopped for gas in Odessa, he’d heard about the tornado that had ripped through the town But still Was nothing on the s hadn’t been there when he’d left Of course, he’d hightailed it out of Royal for Coronado, California, in a hurry and hadn’t looked back once in all his years as a Navy SEAL Had he really expected Royal to be suspended in tiraph?

He kind of had

Kyle slowed as he passed the spot where he’d first kissed Grace Haines in the parking lot of the Dairy Queen Or what used to be the spot where he’d taken his high school girlfriend on their first date The Dairy Queen had moved down the road and in its place stood a little pink building housing so called Mimi’s Nail Salon Really?

Fitting that his relationship with Grace had nothing toin Royal proper anyway The scars on his heart would always be there

Shaking his head, Kyle punched the gas He had plenty of tiawk at the town later and no time to think about the wo hurt so for the better part of three days It was tio home

And now he had a feeling things had probably changed at Wade Ranch—also known as home—more than he’d have anticipated Never the optiotten worse Which was saying so, since he’d left in the first place because of the rift with his twin brother, Liaet the cold welcome over with

Wade Ranch’s land unrolled at exactly the ten-mile marker from Royal At least that was still the same Acres and acres of rocky, hilly countryside spread as far as Kyle could see Huh Reht there’d be any coo A man could travel ten thousand miles and still wind up where he started In more ways than one