Stranded
“As they walked, Creed kept Agent O’Dell and Grace in his line of vision. To Agent Tully it probably looked like he wanted to make sure Grace was okay. That was only half the truth. He couldn’t get Agent O’Dell—Maggie—off his mind.God, she had gorgeous eyes, rich brown with flecks of caramel.Hannah would be laughing at him about now, telling him, “Since when have you ever noticed a woman’s eyes, let alone what color they are?”She was right. This was stupid.Agent Tully pointed at the crater left by a backhoe and was telling Creed about the construction project that had uprooted a skull and other bones along with a garbage bag containing a body.“Was it male or female?” Creed asked.“That’s information we haven’t released yet,” Tully said.Creed didn’t need to know. Grace didn’t care what gender the corpse was. They all smelled alike to her. But Creed wanted to know. The only reason he put himself through so many of these recoveries was in the hope of finding his sister, Brodie.
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