Chapter 19

Nathan didn’t hear the sheriff’s car pull up.

He was halfway through packing a bag to drive out to Clyde Renshaw’s old mill when they knocked—loud, hard, unforgiving.

He opened the front door.

Sheriff Grady stood on the porch, flanked by two deputies.

“You’re under arrest,” he said.

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