CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Riley’s shock at what had happened on the cliff didn’t kick in for a while. A deep shudder finally shook her at the oddest possible moment.
She was staring across the wide beach to the ocean, a scene that was streaked red and gold in the fierce light of the evening sun. It was an incredible view from one of a line of small cottages that the base provided for some of its temporary visitors. She wondered whether Col. Adams had given them this cottage to keep them happy or to keep them distracted.
She heard Bill ask, “Are you OK?”
He’d obviously noticed her spasm of fear.
They were both sitting on the patio drinking margaritas that Lucy had made. The younger agent had taken it upon herself to pick up groceries and stock the kitchen. Right now Lucy was in the kitchen fixi
