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.Instead of coming out to the site, Sean and Barry were probably calling everyone and reassigning them.Nobody was coming to save me.Barbara clutched her leather bag against her side, shielding it from the rain.She looked like she wanted to climb back into the shelter of the Lincoln, but she wouldn’t let me out of her sight.“But why a buyout, Stan?” I stalled.“You guys had the authority to fire me.Why not just do it?”“You had friends in the company.We couldn’t risk you talking to them, telling them what really happened.Once they were convinced you’d walked away, we would be safe.“And if you were right—which you were,” the admission made him grimace, “we were covered.Nobody could blame the board if you quit and walked away with a chunk of money.We were even able to spin the buyout as part of the cash flow problem.“Everybody wins.”Except me.The rain came down harder.Barbara clutched her bag to her chest like a shield.“Blake was going to ruin everything,” Barbara interjected.“He was going to ask you to come back, to take your old job back.Take back your company.Your job.Blake.Richard.You were going to take everything.”She reached in her bag, and there was a terrifying moment of déjà vu.Seconds later I was staring at the barrel of a gun.Stan backed away from her toward the door of the Lincoln.“We agreed, Barbara.We can trust Georgie.We can make a deal.You heard her.” His eyes pleaded with me to back him up.“She’s on board with our plans.”She spoke to Stan from the corner of her mouth.“You can tell yourself whatever you want, Stanley, but you know better.She was going to ruin everything, just like Blake was.You know it was only a matter of how long before we had to get rid of her.“I came prepared this time.”This time? Which meant what? That she’d been here before? And if she wasn’t prepared the last time?She’d used whatever was at hand.Something hard and heavy.She was a big woman.Tall and well muscled.She could easily hit a man hard enough to knock him down.Break his ribs.Inflict serious injuries.Kill him.chapter 30Everybody moved at once.Stan dove for the car door and shoved himself behind the wheel of the big Lincoln.Barbara dropped her bag in the mud and took a step toward me, the gun raised.The lizard brain seized control, and I ran.It didn’t matter where; I just had to get away.Behind me I heard the roar of the Lincoln’s massive engine and the spinning of wheels as the big car fought for traction in the gravel.Bits of rock whizzed past me, shot from under the tires.Seconds later a final spray of gravel signaled the tires grabbing the surface.The engine sound roared down the hill behind me.I didn’t bother looking.Stan was running away.But Barbara was still here, and I knew she would be right behind me.With a gun.As if to confirm my racing thoughts, a shot sounded from a few yards away.Water splashed to my left as the bullet went wide of its intended target.Me.Sue was right.Sometimes the best plan is just to run as fast as you can.But there was no place to go.The woods offered some cover, but I would have to run through the entire breadth of the clearing.The construction site was bare except for a few tiny trees in the courtyard that was to come.There was no place to hide.I kept moving, dodging left and right.The rain was falling harder.It turned potholes into puddles, hiding their true depth.My boot slipped on a loose stone, turning my foot.The stiff collar of the boot protected my ankle from injury, but my foot slid out from under me, sending me toppling.The edge of the moat appeared before me and then I was falling, sliding down the steep side to the muddy bottom.Just like Blake.No, I wasn’t like Blake.I wasn’t hurt, or dying.And I didn’t intend to be.I heard Barbara panting at the edge of the moat above me as I cowered behind one of the piers for the temporary footbridge.I was safe for the moment but she would spot me any second.I couldn’t hide behind the pillar forever.Barbara had used whatever was at hand to kill Blake.I had to do the same.Use whatever was available to keep her from killing me.A bullet pinged off the pier on my right.This was getting to be a habit—getting shot at.I didn’t like it.Standing still made me an easier target.The sides of the moat were too steep to climb quickly, and they were slick from the pouring rain.I ran again, splashing through the accumulating rainwater in the bottom of the moat.My mind raced as fast as my feet.I had to find some way to fight back.Otherwise I would run until I was exhausted and then Barbara would find me and finish me.She would have me and my car, and all the time she needed.I would disappear again.Only this time I would never be found.This time I would disappear for good.This time my mom would lose her house.Anger burned hot in my chest.I would not let this woman hurt me or the people I loved.Use whatever was at hand.Barbara ran along the rim of the moat, her strides easily keeping pace with my frantic race along the bottom.I followed the curve of the channel toward the back of the site.We had worked back there earlier in the autumn.Installing sprinklers.Sprinkler controls that would be impossible to see in the dark and the rain.Whatever was at hand.I put on a fresh burst of speed, forcing Barbara to increase her pace to keep up with me.She fired another shot, missing me but breaking loose a miniature landslide just ahead of me.I leaped over the small mound, racing toward the camouflaged sprinkler control.I forced my legs faster.My breath came in gasps, sucking in raindrops with the oxygen my body craved.We had to be close.From above, a scream and a curse were followed by the solid whump of a tall, well-muscled body hitting the mud.A wave of muddy water splashed over the edge of the moat.Followed by the solid thunk of something metal.The gun.She had dropped the gun.I heard movement above me and looked up just in time to see Barbara slide over the edge of the moat.I stepped back quickly and she landed at my feet.I didn’t know if she had been injured by her fall and her slide into the moat, and I didn’t care.I didn’t have a lot of sympathy for people who shot at me.And somewhere in the muck was a gun.One I didn’t want her to find again.Barbara stirred, trying to lever herself to her feet.I jumped in the middle of her back, knocking her off-balance.She fell back on her face, frantically struggling to keep her mouth and nose out of the water.I tried not to imagine Blake struggling the same way and failing.His injuries had killed him, but not before he fell in the water.Where Barbara had left him to die.I sat across her back, my weight keeping her down.She managed to turn her head and noisily sucked a deep breath of air.Now what? I needed something to tie her up.“Georgie? Where are you?”Sean’s voice had never sounded better.“Down here,” I called.“I could use some help.”Sean’s face swam out of the rain at the edge of the moat.He shone a flashlight on the two of us.“What the hell are you doing down there?”“Catching the woman who killed Blake Weston.” There was a definite note of triumph in my voice.I’d earned it.“I need something to tie her up,” I continued
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