When Betrayal Kills Twice

led to life. It was one of his deputi

f gunfire... a small town called Harm

me, a flicker of doubt in his eyes fo

y. What' s the situati

a hiker with a satellite phone. Said a biker gang, the I

s mouth agape. He yanked me onto my horse an

he scene was one o

es that lined the main street were

ood guard lay on the steps of the town h

his horse, his fa

cuffed. The heavy steel door to the bank vault was blown clean o

ult wa

n and childr

ng. He fell to his knees, his eyes scannin

d into pure, una

eet and storming toward me. "This is you

arn you!" I pleaded, tea

lt. He saw the dead, he saw the empty vault, and he sa

er!" he roared,

ved me

ldn' t break my fall. I hit the dusty ground with

through my abdomen. It was a cra

oked

reading across the

b

, bleeding, the life draining out of me and my child, unable to do anything