Chapter 7
DARKNESS FELL AS RORY DROVE the motorboat north. The damp earthy smell of the river bottom mingled with the smell of wood fires burning here and there from homes along the shore. The sounds of bullfrogs and peepers became apparent as he throttled back on the engine near shore and stood up.
Holly stirred in the seat beside him. She had nodded off, the stress and adrenalin rush had no doubt sapped her energy. "What's wrong? Why–?"
Rory put a hand out as the sound of the outboard engine died, "Shhh."
Licking her lips and wrapping her arms over her chest, Holly looked into the darkness around them. They were still fifteen feet off the shoreline. A number of soft lights twinkled from houses off to the right. The trickle of river water around half-submerged logs near shore blended
