106He had checked the other cabins and found them all locked and empty. No cars in the pebbled drive indicated the inn was empty and likely no one was there. Finally, he checked the big cabin, peering through the windows to find all the curtains drawn. He tried the windows. All locked. He moved to the backside of the cabin. One room allowed a narrow glimpse inside.
He peered through the opening in the drapes. His sightline focused on the lower edge of a bed that was covered with a red, black, and orange quilt, a mirror, and a dresser. A grim smile etched his lips. The old, ugly keepsake box perched on the chest. “Found you, Becca.” When he was unable to lift the sash, he located a large river rock and hurled it through the window.
Gaby was sound asleep when she heard the window break. Gl
