“Luke?”
He lowered his gaze and noticed an inky red stain that seeped into the mine dumps. The stain grew as he stared, and fear shot through him, kicking him into action.
“We have to go. Now.”
A glance at his bike showed him that the bead was popped on the front tire, so he climbed on June’s bike. Becky jumped on behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” she chanted. “Who could do this?”
JP, Luke knew. He sped down the hill as if their lives depended on it. Their lives did depend on it.
June was glad the Ramshorn was so busy these days, but she was also glad to see the dining room clearing. She and Ben were already almost an hour over on their shifts, and she was really looking forward to that swim. A soft rain had started to fall, which would make
