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recall the screaming match they had gotten into.
    Why? Why had she forgotten?
    That question tormented her as she finished
    filling the prescription, capped it, and printed out the
    label before peeling the paper from it and sticking it
    onto the bottles.
    The antibiotic would take at least twenty-four
    hours to kick in, but the cough medicine would ease
    her labored breathing and the horrible coughing.
    Did Cami take her susceptibility to bronchitis
    from her natural father? Jaymi wondered as she
    made her way to the back door.
    And if her mother had loved this other man so
    much, why had she taken Mark Flannigan back and
    allowed him to treat their daughter so dismally?
    It was a question she intended to ask him the
    minute she arrived at the house in the morning. She
    would make a special trip before work just to throw
    her knowledge into his face and demand custody of
    Cami from both her parents.
    She’d had enough. She wasn’t about to allow
    Cami to be treated so cruelly, or endangered while ill
    again. Re-entering the security code, Jaymi opened the
    back door to the pharmacy, eased out, and turned
    back to lock the three locks on the door and reset the
    code. The door was almost closed, the keys ready to
    shove into the lock.
    There was no warning.
    There was nothing to alert her.
    One minute she was filled with righteous
    indignation over the treatment her sister had received
    for as long as she could remember, and the next
    second, everything was black.
    * * *
    The lone dark figure, black mask pulled over his face,
    his eyes filled with sorrow, looked up to the camera
    that was almost hidden above the door.
    He knew what would be seen later. Rich,
    sapphire blue eyes.
    Picking Jaymi up in his arms, he turned away
    and laid her carefully in the backseat of the stolen
    pickup before tying her hands snugly behind her back.
    Her ankles were secured with another length of rope
    and gray tape placed over her lips.
    He stared down at her, just for a second, before
    reaching out and pushing her hair back from her face.
    He’d tried to warn her, he really had.
    She’d pushed too far, though. When she had
    begun calling his phone, he knew she suspected. He
    should have known she would catch on quickly, she
    was really smarter than the others. Smarter, and with
    the clear advantage of having known him most of her
    life.
    With a last pang of regret he closed the door to
    the back of the king crew cab pickup before moving
    to the driver’s side and getting into the vehicle.
    He stayed on the back streets, easing through
    them and making his way to the end of town before
    pulling the mask off and driving the speed limit the
    rest of the way.
    He didn’t have far to go. There was a small
    gravel and dirt road that led to where he’d told the
    other man to meet him. Once there, he would turn her
    over to the killer whose lust for blood made him
    exceptionally easy to use and to control.
    The man wasn’t good for much else but killing.
    He’d fried his brain with too many drugs years before,
    and existed on autopilot until he scored the next fix.
    Give the man a fix and he obeyed every command
    given and didn’t remember a second of it the next
    morning.
    For the first time since the killing had begun, he
    knew he wouldn’t be participating. He usually took that
    first taste of them, raping them while they still had
    some fight to them. But he couldn’t, not with Jaymi.
    He couldn’t hurt her himself.
    He couldn’t stay and watch her be hurt.
    He’d have to trust the drugs to have done the
    work this time as efficiently as they had the past five
    times.
    Jaymi would be the last nail in the Callahans’
    coffin. Once her body was found along with another,
    more significant piece of evidence, the Callahans
    wouldn’t be able to excuse their way out of murder.
    There was no way to save her. There would be
    no way to save the Callahans. And the truth of the
    events that began this tale twelve years ago would
    continue to