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before. He paused in concentration. Maybe not actually him& maybe just a
picture of him.
And you re absolutely certain it wasn t the ten-most-wanted list?
Tim shook his head. I m certain. Anyway, you said the guy is trying to help
us.
Yeah.
But what if& ?
What if it s all a lie? What if he s trying to trick us? Sheila asked him.
Tim didn t answer.
Kat couldn t remember how the hours had passed, or just what time it was when
she finally drifted off.
When she awoke, she was wrapped in Craig s arms. And he wasn t sleeping
anymore, either.
His fingers were gently stroking her hair. She turned and caught his eyes,
and for a second she froze, just watching him. There was so much pain in his
gaze.
Then a shield slipped over his gaze and he shifted uncomfortably. Sorry, he
murmured.
Was that for the sake of Quintin and Scooter? Because she had the impression
he wasn t really sorry at all, that for a moment he had been living in the
past, remembering a time when they had so often fallen asleep together, then
woken up in each other s arms.
She closed her eyes in anguish. For just a moment, she had been living in the
past, as well.
It was coming up on first light, she realized, the darkness not as thick as
it had been. Everyone else was waking up, too, she saw.
I see people are finally up, Quintin said. Good. Because I d like some
coffee.
Coffee, sure, Skyler said.
I ll make it, Mom, Kat said, getting to her feet.
And away from Craig.
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She stretched, one eye on Quintin, who looked wide-awake. She wondered if
he d stayed up all night.
Scooter, you awake? Quintin asked.
Yeah.
Good. You keep an eye on the happy family, and I ll go watch our little
escape artist make the coffee.
Wait, Skyler said.
Quintin turned to look at her.
Bathroom break, Skyler said, And don t tell me you re coming in with me,
because you ll have to shoot me right now.
That can be arranged, Quintin said, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
Hey, David snapped. Just do what you did last night. Let everyone have a
minute s privacy. It s not like we don t all need the same thing.
Quintin didn t look happy, Kat thought, but he must have decided that the
alternative was worse, because he let everyone line up and take a turn in the
downstairs bathroom. As for him, he must have a bladder the size of a
football, she thought. He hadn t gone all night, and it didn t seem that he
had to go now.
Or maybe&
Maybe his faith in Scooter was so small that he didn t dare disappear, even
for a moment.
You. Make the coffee and get something on for breakfast, he said to Skyler.
Don t talk to my wife that way, David said, then added, Please.
All right. Please, Mrs. O Boyle, coffee and breakfast.
Since you asked so nicely& Skyler murmured sarcastically.
I ll help my mother, Jamie offered.
I can set the table, Brenda said.
Sure. Scooter. You watch them. Craig, you get in here, too. You, he said,
pointing a finger at Kat. Come with me.
Wait a minute, her father said, frowning.
Calm down, Dad, Quintin said. I just want to ask the girl a few questions,
that s all.
Where are you going with her?
I just want to open the door and see the weather, Quintin said.
Frazier spoke up warily. I can give you a weather report. The weather
sucks.
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The snow s not going to stop until tonight, Paddy said. Quintin looked at
him skeptically. I can tell, man. I can feel it in me hip. The weather won t
be letting up for hours, till darkness, I say.
Quintin gave him a strange look. Kat wondered if he knew they were all aware
they would only live as long as the roads were impassable.
As soon as everyone else had gone into the kitchen, Quintin turned to Kat.
Open the front door, he told her, gesturing with his gun.
She shrugged and walked ahead of him across the foyer and did as he d
commanded.
The snow was still coming down, but the house had gotten so warm that the
blast of cold air actually felt good for a moment.
Step outside, Quintin told her.
Swallowing hard, all too aware that he was standing behind her, a gun to her
back, did so.
Turn around.
Did he mean to shoot her in the face, so she could see death coming?
Slowly, she turned around, her mind racing.
Who is Craig? he demanded, following her out into the snow and closing the
door behind him.
What? she gasped, astonished.
You know him, he said.
I know he s a filthy bastard who s broken into my house and threatened my
family, she said.
She was stunned when he lashed out, striking her hard across the cheek. I
want the truth, he announced.
I just said
The truth. Or I ll knock your front teeth out next, he said.
He couldn t let it happen, Craig thought. If Quintin had Kat outside, he
wanted something, and he would hurt her to get it.
He tried to act nonchalant in front of the family and Scooter, but he knew
her parents and the rest of her family were going just as insane as he was,
knowing she was outside with Quintin.
David broke first and started toward the kitchen door.
Get back here! Scooter shouted. Don t make me shoot you.
Everybody calm down, Craig said. Stay cool. I ll go out and see what s
going on, okay?
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Craig, Scooter said with a frown. Didn t Quintin say
Yeah, but you don t want to have a riot before the turkey, right? he
demanded.
He didn t wait for Scooter to answer. He turned around and headed out,
praying that Scooter wouldn t do something stupid.
The minute he opened the front door, he saw that Kat s cheek was bright red.
That bastard had hit her! It was all he could do not to behave like a suicidal
idiot and attack Quintin right then and there.
What s going on? he asked as casually as he could.
I didn t ask you to come out here, Quintin said.
I thought you d want to know her dad is getting antsy and I m worried that
he s going to do something stupid.
Quintin stared at him, then sneered and shrugged. I was just telling Miss
O Boyle here that she needed to tell me where she knows you from. Now. Before
I take out her teeth.
Craig s jaw nearly dropped.
But now that you re here, you can tell me. Or Iwill shove her teeth down her
throat. Maybe break her nose in the process.
Craig stared at him as incredulously as he could. What the hell are you
talking about? he asked.
Quintin had turned to face him, momentarily taking his attention off Kat, and
Craig was suddenly glad as hell, because he could see something behind one of
the snowbanks.
Something blue.
Cop blue. Sheriff s-department blue.
Quit screwing around. I ll shoot you faster than you can exhale if you cross
me, Quintin said.
Craig dared to hesitate before responding. The snowbanks didn t provide much
cover, and whoever was out there was trying to get around to the back of the
house. He had to keep Quintin s attention on him until their rescuer was
safely out of sight. We knew each other in school, he finally said, figuring
the truth or at least a piece of it was the best defense.
Ages ago, Kat said.
We went to the same college, Quintin, and that s that, he said.
Thankfully, Quintin was still staring at him, frowning. College?
College, Kat repeated firmly.
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