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Authors: Lora Leigh
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second, Ella
nearly broke her word to Cami and called Rafe. She
actually turned to go into the kitchen to retrieve her cell
phone.
Because Ella knew he would come to Cami the
minute he could, and she knew he would make Cami
come back to them. But Cami carried enough guilt.
Ella couldn’t imagine heaping more on her delicate
shoulders.
Instead, Ella laid her head on the kitchen table
and silently allowed her own tears to fall for the girl
who deserved so much more.
Three years later, Cami at twenty-four
Coincidence.
Cami simply didn’t believe in it.
At least, not to the extent that it seemed
someone wanted everyone in Corbin County,
Colorado, to believe in it.
She stood on the edge of the small crowd,
toward the back, as the Reverend Mayer said the final
prayer over Clyde Ramsey’s coffin.
Rafer Callahan’s uncle and the only member of
the family who hadn’t disowned him when his parents
had died was laid to rest on a sunny summer day.
Twenty-two years to the day that the Callahan brothers
and their wives had gone over a mountain cliff, Clyde
Ramsey had fallen from his horse and broken his
neck. The coincidence was simply too strong,
especially considering that the so-called accident had
come only days after he had filed papers with the
courthouse that gave his nephew possession of the
450-acre ranch Clyde owned.
A ranch that Cami knew he had had several
resort investors contact him over selling or at least
leasing part of the property.
She was certain she had heard the sonic boom
the second the three barons had received the news.
Now Clyde Ramsey was dead, and the ranch the
three powerful families had been trying to buy was
about to become the center of yet another court battle
for Clyde’s heir, Rafer Callahan.
The battles begun twenty-two years ago after his
parents’ death still hadn’t been resolved either. As of
six months ago, the inheritance Rafe and his cousins
had been entitled to was still frozen as part of the
litigation the families of their mothers had brought
against it.
Those families were still attempting to deprive
their grandsons of everything their mothers had left to
them on their deaths. Especially the property, left in
trust that had been bought from Rafer, Logan, and
Crowe’s grandparents JR and Eileen Callahan. A
transaction that their sons, Rafer, Logan, and Crowe’s
fathers had sworn their parents would have never
signed.
To deflect suspicion, the vast amount of property
had been placed in trust for the youngest daughters in
each family. That inheritance went to each child on her
thirtieth birthday. Those daughters, as fate would have
it, had married the Callahan sons whose parents had
supposedly sold it. Those three daughters had turned
thirty only days before their deaths.
Coincidence.
Cami hated that word.
Corbin County and its three powerful families
were haunted by the coincidences of blood and death
when it came to those who opposed them or
possessed something they coveted. So far, the
Callahan cousins had managed to evade the
repercussions of that opposition. Evaded it … or
perhaps the powerful barons hadn’t yet managed to
overcome their consciences to outright murder their
own grandsons.
Of course, this was all supposition on Cami’s
part. Or her paranoia as her mother liked to say while
smiling back at Cami indulgently, if a little absently.
How her mother had changed. Even before
Jaymi’s death, Margaret Flannigan had been prone to
depression and had lived in a Valium haze. In the ten
years since Jaymi’s death, her depression had
deepened, especially after her parents had moved to
Aspen two years ago. Four years later than they had
planned, as Cami understood it.
Her parents had been making plans to move the
year Jaymi had died and had been trying to convince
her to move as well.
The big day would have come the summer Cami
graduated from high school. But no one had
mentioned the move to
nearly broke her word to Cami and called Rafe. She
actually turned to go into the kitchen to retrieve her cell
phone.
Because Ella knew he would come to Cami the
minute he could, and she knew he would make Cami
come back to them. But Cami carried enough guilt.
Ella couldn’t imagine heaping more on her delicate
shoulders.
Instead, Ella laid her head on the kitchen table
and silently allowed her own tears to fall for the girl
who deserved so much more.
Three years later, Cami at twenty-four
Coincidence.
Cami simply didn’t believe in it.
At least, not to the extent that it seemed
someone wanted everyone in Corbin County,
Colorado, to believe in it.
She stood on the edge of the small crowd,
toward the back, as the Reverend Mayer said the final
prayer over Clyde Ramsey’s coffin.
Rafer Callahan’s uncle and the only member of
the family who hadn’t disowned him when his parents
had died was laid to rest on a sunny summer day.
Twenty-two years to the day that the Callahan brothers
and their wives had gone over a mountain cliff, Clyde
Ramsey had fallen from his horse and broken his
neck. The coincidence was simply too strong,
especially considering that the so-called accident had
come only days after he had filed papers with the
courthouse that gave his nephew possession of the
450-acre ranch Clyde owned.
A ranch that Cami knew he had had several
resort investors contact him over selling or at least
leasing part of the property.
She was certain she had heard the sonic boom
the second the three barons had received the news.
Now Clyde Ramsey was dead, and the ranch the
three powerful families had been trying to buy was
about to become the center of yet another court battle
for Clyde’s heir, Rafer Callahan.
The battles begun twenty-two years ago after his
parents’ death still hadn’t been resolved either. As of
six months ago, the inheritance Rafe and his cousins
had been entitled to was still frozen as part of the
litigation the families of their mothers had brought
against it.
Those families were still attempting to deprive
their grandsons of everything their mothers had left to
them on their deaths. Especially the property, left in
trust that had been bought from Rafer, Logan, and
Crowe’s grandparents JR and Eileen Callahan. A
transaction that their sons, Rafer, Logan, and Crowe’s
fathers had sworn their parents would have never
signed.
To deflect suspicion, the vast amount of property
had been placed in trust for the youngest daughters in
each family. That inheritance went to each child on her
thirtieth birthday. Those daughters, as fate would have
it, had married the Callahan sons whose parents had
supposedly sold it. Those three daughters had turned
thirty only days before their deaths.
Coincidence.
Cami hated that word.
Corbin County and its three powerful families
were haunted by the coincidences of blood and death
when it came to those who opposed them or
possessed something they coveted. So far, the
Callahan cousins had managed to evade the
repercussions of that opposition. Evaded it … or
perhaps the powerful barons hadn’t yet managed to
overcome their consciences to outright murder their
own grandsons.
Of course, this was all supposition on Cami’s
part. Or her paranoia as her mother liked to say while
smiling back at Cami indulgently, if a little absently.
How her mother had changed. Even before
Jaymi’s death, Margaret Flannigan had been prone to
depression and had lived in a Valium haze. In the ten
years since Jaymi’s death, her depression had
deepened, especially after her parents had moved to
Aspen two years ago. Four years later than they had
planned, as Cami understood it.
Her parents had been making plans to move the
year Jaymi had died and had been trying to convince
her to move as well.
The big day would have come the summer Cami
graduated from high school. But no one had
mentioned the move to
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