Caris was starting to worry. Malachi had been gone for hours, five to be exact, it was now nearly seven and dusk was coming on. She knew he was familiar with the area, and he was probably just fine wherever he was but as the shadows grew longer, she felt more uneasy with his absence. He hadn’t taken the Range Rover. He was on foot, and she reminded herself for what felt like the hundredth time, he hadn’t just abandoned her in the mountains of Big Sur. She relived their last words over and over in her head too many times and she was resolute had someone asked her for a verbatim recall, she could provide it without thinking twice. “You belong to me as much as I belong to you.” What the hell did it even mean? She had spent an hour or more laying on her bed thinking of his words. Then she’d