CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Everyone jumped from the table and raced out of the room in different directions. Raines and Will took the door into the kitchen while our guests rushed toward the front door. I followed the men and we hurried through the kitchen and out through the back entrance. We skidded around the corner and to the side where we could see the corner the girl would have to come around even to reach the woods.
The only ones who came around that corner were our guests.
“Perhaps she ran into the woods?” Vargas suggested as she nodded at the tree line some fifty yards off.
Will shook his head. “There wasn’t enough time for her to have traveled that distance without our seeing her unless she was impossibly fast.”
“Especially for someone with such short legs,” I added.
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