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Chapter 6
Chapter 6 When Lorraine slammed into her room, she locked it and then fell down on the bed and cried for at least a half hour. She hated that bastard Jude Bonner. She hated him with a passion. Finally, she sat up and reached for her purse to get her hankie, but while she was digging, she saw something on the floor in front of her door. She slowly rose from the bed and reached down and picked it up. It was an envelope with a letter inside. She took it out and opened it. It was unsigned and written in print. A chill played along her spine as she read the warning. Whiskey Hill’s reputation for booze and lust is known all over Texas along with the local bad boys. You’re playing with fire. Jude Bonner, Shiloh, Blaze, and Sundog are killers. Go back to Boston! She looked at the note front and
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