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deep breath and held it, fighting to calm herself.
    She couldn’t phone. She couldn’t just wait here and flag down traffic. People would see there had been an accident. They’d see the abandoned Lexus and work out something strange was going on. And how would she explain all this to the cops?
    She would have to drive back to Saco Cabins and get Marshall and Sally to help.
    And she would have to work out what in Hell’s name she was going to do next.
    She looked both ways, but there was no traffic, no sign of the blue sedan.
    She looked at the station wagon, where it had spun off the road. The airbag had slumped now, mostly deflated. Could she free it up enough to drive? Could you even drive an automobile after the airbag has gone off?
    She swung the door shut, and crossed the highway to the abandoned Lexus.
    Why did it feel wrong to be taking Denny’s car?
    She swung into the driver’s seat, pulled the door shut and put it into drive, her body hurting with every movement.
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    “The station wagon... I just left it there.” Why was she so hung up on the station wagon when they’d snatched Denny? Distracting herself with details so she didn’t have to think ...
    “Forget about that,” said Sally, leaning forward to hold Cassie’s hands across the big kitchen table. “Marshall will take care of that, okay? We need to get you looked at. You got some nasty bruises on your face and I can see how much your ribs are hurting every time you try to move.”
    “I’m fine. Really, I am. But they took Denny...”
    “If they’d wanted to kill him,” said Marshall, standing over in the doorway, “they could have killed him right there. Clean shot into the car and a quick getaway. An’ if they was worried someone might drive by and interrupt them killin’ him, then they’d have taken him someplace quiet to do it. I hate to be so blunt, Cass, but they’s plenty of quiet places here in the National Forest. They could have taken him some place quiet real quick, so if that was their plan then there isn’t going to be much hope for him now.”
    “Which leaves the third option,” said Sally. “They snatched him and bundled him into the back of their car because they were taking him somewhere. If that’s the case then they’ve got him alive, wherever they went with him.”
    “So what do we do?” said Cassie.
    “Nine one one,” said Sally. “Give it to the professionals.”
    Marshall snorted, then looked down at his feet when Sally glared at him.
    “So we tell the cops someone’s kidnapped a guy who’s almost certainly on the wrong side of the law, and has got caught up in some kind of swindlers’ dispute,” said Cassie.
    “He’s a missing person just like any other missing person,” said Sally. “Only in his case you saw him being taken. They got to treat it seriously. It’s the best thing. The cops will take care of it, isn’t that right, Marshall?”
    The big guy shrugged, looking awkward. “I guess I have bad memories of dealin’ with the cops,” he said. “Back when I was young and wild. Guess they’re the best thing in this case, though, jus’ like Sally says.” He was doing his best, but Marshall wasn’t cut from the mold of people who handed their problems over like that.
    But what else could she do?
    “I’ll run you back to pick up the station wagon,” Cassie said.
    “Don’t you be foolish,” said Sally. “You’ve had a shock and you’ve been hurt. I’ll run Marshall over there to pick it up when we’re good and ready, you hear? First we need to get you sorted and get the cops on this.”
    Cassie was adamant. “No,” she said. “It was me abandoned it. Let me feel at least there’s something I can do, Sally. Okay?”
    Sally wasn’t happy with it, but Marshall was already halfway out of the kitchen door and heading for where Cassie had parked the Lexus a few minutes earlier.
    “I’ll go,” said Cassie. “I’ll be fine, Sally.”
    “You take care,” said Sally, and