““Where are we going?” A pause, then, “We’re going someplace else, Sheriff, a very special place where Autumn will be safe, and then we’ll wait for Mama.” Wait for his mama? But Ethan wasn’t sure she’d come—Savich had told him he was dealing with Shepherd Backman. He’d have given a great deal at the moment to know what Savich had done with the old lady. Joanna asked, “And where would that be?” “Shut your mouth, woman, it’s none of your business. Autumn, you get off her lap now, it’s time to leav...e.” “I have to go to the bathroom,” Joanna said. “I do too,” Ethan said. “All right, but make it fast. Anything funny and you’re both gone again.” In ten minutes they were back on the road, Ethan driving. “We’re on Highway Seventy-five,” he said. “I think it turns into Highway Eighty-one past Chattanooga. Where are we—?” “You just keep driving, boy, and keep your mouth shut. I’ll tell you where to go.” He decided not to push it. The pain in his head was only a dull throb.MoreLessRead More Read Less
User Reviews: