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Randon had played right into a lunatic’s hands The stage was set

He, too, was apparently comfortable in the woodland Randon had failed to pay attention to significant clues

The extortionist knew the MC He understood what to expect He recognized how they functioned as individuals and as a pack There was only one logical explanation

The extortionist was one of them

With that knowledge, Randon had no choice but to turn back Sooner or later, they’d ain

Chapter Five

Sheriff McKinney entered the ER waiting room about the sa you here You’re either behind the trouble in this town or you’re trying to get in front of it If it’s the latter, I hope you don’t dally long My deputy is hanging on by a thread The few officers and detectives we have left in this town are frightened Sonations”

Randon braced for a knowing look from his sidekick but asked anyway “Which detectives? Was anyone else hurt?”

After he’d exited the woods, Randon had met up with Kurt and the others They’d informed hieant hadnecessity to verify her safety and well- being

Kurt grunted “Obvious, much?”

Sheriff McKinney frowned “Tell me you aren’t sweet on Detective Keen”

“Sweet on?” Randon was puzzled “Is that the sa someone’s ma—”

“Well if you’re not the rudest soave Randon a solid wallop between his shoulder blades in an effort to shut him up “You’re the sheriff, I presume”

“Badge should stand as proof” Sheriff McKinney shook Kurt’s hand

“Sheriff, this is e,” Randon said “He just arrived in town a few hours ago”