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of the driver.”
    Simon knew the bayou, knew if a body didn’t surface, folks would assume that gators had eaten their fill. The idea of these two skunks getting away with murder because of Micky going into the water where she had rankled.
    And realizing he hadn’t pictured that scenario earlier, that of Micky thrashing her way out of her car and into those steel-trap jaws, made the eggs in his stomach curdle. He’d seen a gator take down a deer. Thinking of Michelina Ferrer being in that situation…
    “Course that’s not too surprising when you think about all the things that call that water home,” the skinny one finished.
    Simon’s head came up. “Convenient for whoever it was who ran the car off the road.”
    The big guy butted in. “The sheriff ’s not saying she was run off the road. Who told you that?”
    “She? If you haven’t found the driver, how do you know you’re looking for a she?”
    “Car’s a rental. Woman picked it up yesterday in New Orleans.”
    If they were truly working with the sheriff, that meant law enforcement was aware of Micky’s identity—and very soon they’d realize they had a missing celeb. Before the story hit the press, she needed to get in touch with her family, let them know she was all right. Unless keeping everyone in the dark would get her to the bottom of this mystery sooner than were she to announce that she was alive and well and slumming at his place. He needed to think about this, weigh all the options.
    He glanced from Laurel to Hardy. “If you’re here looking to man a hunting party, coun t me out. I’ve seen all the kill ing I care to for a lifetime.”
    “We’re talking alligators, man. Not human beings,” said the scrawny one. “But we’re not going hunting. Not yet anyways. We’re looking to see if the woman managed to get herself to shelter. Your place is about as close to the bridge as it gets.”
    “Then I’ll keep an eye out,” was al l Simon said. He didn’t want a lie to come back and bite him in the ass, so saying as little as possible under the circumstances seemed his best bet. “But right now, I need to grab the rest of my gear and get settled. If you’ll excuse me.”
    Neither one moved. The larger one spoke. “That mean you’re sticking around for a while?”
    “Only as long as my business takes.”
    “So it’s true, then. You’re here to kick King out on his ass,” the larger man said.
    “Is that the story going around?” Simon asked, his mouth tightening around the words.
    “I guess anyone who’s interested will just have to wait and see what happens. But since you’ve got an accident victim to find, I figure my business with King is none of yours.”
    The two strangers seemed conflicted, as if they wanted to stay and dig for more dirt but knew they’d blow their story if they didn’t go.
    And so they both took to nodding, backing toward the still-running truck, climbing inside, and taking a minute for a meeting of the minds. It didn’t take long. Big guy, the driver, finally leaned out his window to call, “Be sure and let the sheriff know if you run across any sign of the woman.”
    Simon raised a hand, not bothering to remind them that they hadn’t given him any information about what he should look for. No description, nothing. And so instead of answering, he waved them on their way, muttering, “Over my dead body.”
    A THUD, THEN AN ECHO, jolted Micky awake. The darkness was everywhere, enveloping, only a slit of light branding her eyes. She was sitting, the surface beneath her hard, not soft like the bed she loved so much.
    And the smell. Stale, musty,…old. Unused.
    Where was she?
    Yet no sooner had the question entered her mind than she knew, she remembered. She was freezing, shaking, her skin crawling with things she couldn’t see, but she didn’t dare shake them off.
    Something had happened, out there in the room, to jerk her awake. She held her breath, waiting, tears scalding her skin as they