Chapter 6Tamara opened the back door to the house, staring at her daughter with a mystic fascination that she couldn’t explain in the best of her days. She stared with such utter fascination that all she could do was hold back the tears that she wanted to let run. She wanted to burst out into sobs and weep over the fact that she had her child again. She wanted to cry and thank the heavens, but she was a long way from safety. Outside it was raining harder than it had when she’d entered and as she carried the car seat, she prayed that Mr. Garrett had left the door unlocked.
The black SUV in the driveway that wrapped around the house looked like it was made of spilled ink in the darkness of night. Walking out into the rain, she pulled up the hold of the carrier and made sure that her daughte
