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Katrina took off her shoes so she could feel the sand on her bare feet Dean had a lot of faults, but his ability to pick real estate wasn’t one of the on the deck in their backyard to standing where the Pacific Ocean was touching her toes

Katrina loved watching the waves break in the ht's nearly fullof being alone on the sand During the day, such a thing was nearly impossible, even on the secluded beaches behind the house They weren’t private but easy access unless you owned some property was non-existent

This didn’tfor less-crowded sand and waves didn’t one, however, she had the beach to herself or so she thought, until she noticed a shadow ht

She told herself it was probably so to the waves crash in solitude It wouldn’t be the first tiht beach walker In the past, since both parties had been down here to be alone, they had ignored each other There was, after all, miles of sand in either direction This shadoever, kept getting closer

Because of her husband’s business, Katrina kept a gun in her purse, a Walther P22 So power of the twenty-two caliber round, but it was light and easy to shoot and she didn’t see anyone volunteering to be target practice She reached in and wrapped her fingers around the handle with her right hand while she drew her phone with her left

Katrina turned on the flashlight on her phone and lifted it towards the approaching shadow

“Who’s there?” she asked

The shadow didn’t answer

As it came closer, the shadow became a tall, thin man He looked to be easily over six and half feet tall

“Hello?” Katrina said

“Katrina, Katrina Stone,” he replied

“Do I know you?”

The thin ed at her and had his hands on her throat before she could react By the ti back, she was already pinned under hihtly around her neck She drew the gun, put it to his head, and pulled the trigger, but she had yet to cha so but she was too slow With his hand around her neck and his body weight on her chest it was is By the ti to her brain o black

Chapter 1

“What do you want, Ames?”