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"What if I kill hiht I was kidding I wasn't I was dying to beat the crap out of the guy for so many reasons

"Not a great idea Pretty sure they'd hold you forjust for the fun of h it would solve a lot of probleh "And it would break Thatcher's heart"

"Not August's?" I asked

"Maybe August's a little He doesn't really re with his dad And in the last few years, Elliott has been around less than he e first divorced Lots of broken dates with the kids A ood read on his dad Thatcher still hopes Elliott is going to step up"

"Poor kid" It didn't sound like Elliott Hall was the 'stepping-up' kind of guy

"Yeah" She stared out theat the passing scenery "So, tellhas he been married to Hope?"

Sensing that she was ready to change the subject, I launched into the story of the prodigal son's return, starting within true love Scarlett settled back in the cushy seat, reaching across the center console to rest her hand onabsent shivers of contented pleasure down my spine

When the story was done, we fell into a co the miles race by as we moved steadily north to Kentucky Floyd texted twice, both tiht radius around a motel east of town

We found theit out The place was run doith rusted gutters and faded paint, the parking lot cru into the weeds Scarlett sucked in a breath as she spotted so

"The idiot is driving his own car" Under her breath, she muttered, "At least that makes it easier"

"We've got hirab Thatcher and we can head home"

I should have keptis ever that simple

We weren't the only ones who'd ed to track down Elliott Hall

And getting Thatcher clear of his father's trouble was going to be a lot trickier than we'd planned