Jessica blew at her bangs. “I was just out for a drive.”
“You were just driving in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night? What were you doing over at the old Specht mill? You know it’s closed down.” Cannon’s broad face and gentle sad eyes were disarming.
“I was driving out to watch the sun rise over the mountains.” Jessica gestured toward the mountains. “It’s gorgeous.” She stood silently watching the sunrise from the bridge for several seconds before continuing to her mom’s car.
There was something brutal and fierce about those jagged peaks, jutting above the tree line, clawing their way toward heaven. Perched above the river, looking up at those mammoths, there was no denying the earth’s violent birth.
“You really shouldn’t be out here alone in the dark.” Cannon shook his
