CHAPTER NINETEEN
I sat in the shadows, recovering my composure. Was I being ridiculous? Or had I been followed?
My phone jangled to life. My eyes snapped open, and my head nearly hit the ceiling.
The caller ID said it was Jinx. Ignore or take?
Sam McRae Mysteries
Riptide -- Chapter 19
Riptide -- Chapter 19
Sam McRae Mystery #3
Sam McRae Mysteries
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