The freak in the bed flew out, his body thudding against the ground.
Praying they hadn’t broken an axle, Shiloh floored it.
“He’s gone?” Ruthie stammered against the jarring ride as she crawled upward onto the seat and peered through the shattered back window to the night beyond.
“Finally,” Kat whispered, rubbing her head. “Jesus.”
“Don’t take the Lord’s name in . . .” Ruthie started, then shook her head as she stared into the darkness. “Where is he?” She shuddered, and rubbed her arms, then more panicked, repeated, “Where is he?”
Shiloh glanced into the side-view mirror. In the half-light she caught a look at the man, a crumpled heap on the ground. A dark unmoving blot on the landscape.
At the moment, Ruthie saw him, too, her eyes rounding. “Oh, dear Lord.” She swallowed hard. “You - you killed him.”
Shiloh hit the gas again and tore through the dry hard pan toward the road. As they passed through the broken down gate and onto the gravel road, she said through her teeth, “We can only hope.”
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bestselling authors Lisa Jackson, Nancy Bush, and Rosalind Noonan join together in a gripping novel of suspense, as a long-guarded secret plunges three friends into a new nightmare.
In the photograph, three teenaged girls splash in the lake on a sweltering summer evening. Shiloh, Kat, and Ruth are unaware of the man who spies on them from the woods. They have no idea how their lives will be changed by the brutal violence that follows—and the vow of secrecy they take.
Can Prepare You
Fifteen years later, Ruth and Shiloh have both returned to Prairie Creek, Wyoming, where Kat is deputy sheriff. Though they’ve tried to leave their shared past behind, each has the feeling that someone is lurking in the shadows. When a local girl vanishes, Kat is convinced there’s a connection to that long ago night. But as the friends unite to find the missing teenager, a killer sends a chilling message.
For A Killer’s Vengeance
He’s still there. And he hasn’t forgotten. For so long he’s made do with other victims, but they can’t compare to the ones who got away. The ones who keep searching for him, blind to the terrifying truth that they are not the hunters, but his prey…