Chapter 6

"No."

The word came out rough, but it carried across the road.

Nolan stared at me as if I had answered a different question.

For fourteen years, he had heard no from rivals, cops, judges, and men with guns. He had never learned how to hear it from his wife.

"You're hurt," he said. "You're freezing. Get in the car before you make this worse."

"You put me in there."

"And you survived."

He said it like survival cleared his account.

The rear door of the second SUV opened. Reid Harlow stepped onto the road.

I knew him by reputation.…