Chapter 2“I hope you’ll be comfortable while staying in our home,” Ginette Hatcher said.
“Uh, yes, I can’t thank you enough.”
“Please, Noah, at Hatcher’s we’re family. Oh, look, we’ve just about arrived.”
Comfort was the last sense he was feeling. Apprehension mixed with his still jumbled brain and the lie living deep within him, all of it a dangerous cocktail as he realized he was gaining entry, officially sanctioned entry, into the one place he’d sought since arriving in Cane’s Inlet. The home which might have been his all along. His heart beat faster, but that might have come as a result of the limousine they were riding in as it took a hard curve on the switchback leading up to the peak of the rocky bluff. Narrow roads like this weren’t made for stretch limos.
“Harry knows these ro
