Then he won’t care if we go for a drive. We can at least look for Craig’s truck. Maybe he went back to the cave at Owlie Lake.
Truman couldn’t speak. He kept watching Craig heave and puke.Mike led Truman to a rock and made him sit. Truman’s knees screamed as they bent. You okay? Mike asked.
Craig’s gonna be all right.Nice job, hero. Mike’s blue eyes crinkled as they smiled at him.Not a hero, said Truman. Any of you guys would have done the same if you’d been in the water first.
That water was fucking cold, said Mike. Comes straight off the Cascade snowmelt.Craig sat up, wiping his mouth, and looked at the guys surrounding him. What happened?
Truman saved your ass. You got knocked out in the water.
Truman sat on his cold rock, feeling the water drip down his back and his lungs wince as he tried to take deep breaths. Craig barely met his gaze and then looked away.I don’t know if Levi would call him a friend. Their relationship is based on mutual fear of each other. What if I hadn’t saved Craig that day at the river? Would those girls have died? Would any of this be happening?
He looked at Mercy beside him. Would I have met her?He would have. At some point their paths would have crossed—somehow. He knew it as firmly as he’d realized his life had changed the day he gave two FBI agents a tour of his uncle’s home.
Sometimes you meet a person you’re destined to have in your life forever.She might not know it yet, but he did.