Chapter NineLucas stared down at her, his eyes wide, his brow furrowed. Of all the bad pennies, Samantha thought, it had to be him. And how had he gotten here from the beach across from Hunters Ridge. Were Tamsyn and Donna here as well? And what about Tracey? Had her body been found? Did they bury her? Samantha's mind scrambled to understand all of this, as he menaced above her.
In the near dark, with his hair hanging about his face, shielding his features from everyone but her she realized this was simply camouflage, He looked like another dust-covered refugee to anybody else, but reeked of the familiar stale sweat.
Samantha rose to stand.
“Stay still,” Lucas hissed.
“What are you doing here?” Samantha hissed back, hoping Lucas did not realise how exhausted she was. Stall for time, sh
