"Whatever." She hopped off her chair and dug her vibrating cell from her back pocket. "I don't..." Eyes on the screen, her face paled several shades and she went rigid.

Olivia frowned. "What's up?"

"My Uncle Clint is coming for a visit." Her hand trembled as her throat worked a swallow.

"Blech. When?" Olivia peered at the phone.

"I don't know. Kyle just texted." Amy's thumbs went to work in reply.

Nakos's gut bottomed out as her complexion slipped ...