Dave had arrived at the barn, and as he had feared everyone was gone. He had had surveillance on this building for two weeks waiting for them to make their move, and then when they did he hadn't gotten there in time.

Then he heard a gunshot and started running toward the sound in the woods.

He found Tory, crouched down on her knees, leaning over a slim young woman, about Tory's age, with blood running out of her mouth. A gunshot wound to the abdomen, the gun still in ...