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Chapter 24

Saturday Morning, Early December, Tribute, Texas;

Amy Galloway parked her eight-year-old car at the curb on the tree-lined street and got out. Her stomach was dancing in her gut as if a volley of rocket-propelled grenades was being lobbed over her head. The house, a ranch-style in pale-gray brick, was as beautiful and welcoming as she’d known it would be. There was no reason to be nervous.

From inside the house came what sounded like a female wail of distress.

Maybe she had come at a bad time. Maybe she should wait—no. She was here, and she had a purpose. She owed Brenda more than she could ever pay.

That wail came from the house again. Someone definitely seemed more than a little upset.

Inside the house, someone was more than a little upset.

“Daddy, Cindy keeps untying my ribbon,” Jasmine whined at the top of her lungs.

Riley Sinclair gave his jaw one final swipe with the razor, then rinsed off the blade before grabbing his shirt and slipping it on. “Cindy,” he called on his way to t
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