Colorado Manhunt: Wilderness Chase / Twin Pursuit. Lisa Phillips
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       ELEVEN

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       EPILOGUE

       Dear Reader

       Twin Pursuit

       Dedication

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       EPILOGUE

       Dear Reader

       Extract

       About the Publisher

       Wilderness Chase

      Lisa Phillips

      Mega thanks always to my writer friends, who drive me to be the best I can be. Couldn’t do it without you.

      Evil pursueth sinners: but to the righteous good shall be repayed.

      —Proverbs 13:21

       ONE

      Deputy US Marshal Noah Trent glanced in the rearview. Had he lost them? The older SUV had stuck behind him for the past fifty miles of Colorado highway.

      Today had been a nightmare from start to finish. First, a prisoner transfer had gone horribly wrong. Now two marshals were dead and three inmates had escaped. He’d hit the road almost as fast as the news had come.

      One inmate had been caught, but the other two men were still in the wind. It was assumed they weren’t together. Too bad that was about all the marshals knew.

      If Jeremiah Sanders was loose, it meant one thing. He’d dig up his sister’s whereabouts and be at her doorstep faster than you could say, “Incoming.”

      The man wanted to put his sister, Amy, in the ground as revenge for testifying against him. Then there was the death of Jeremiah’s son. Despite what happened to the teen, Jeremiah held her responsible for that, as well. As though she’d been the one to cause the car accident.

      Hopefully Jeremiah was still in Washington state, and nowhere near his sister.

      Noah looked back for the blue SUV again. He gripped the wheel the same way he’d done all afternoon. Then he tapped the screen of the rental car and listened to the phone ring through the speakers.

      “Withers.”

      Noah said, “It’s Deputy Marshal Trent.”

      “Any problems?”

      “An SUV behind me, but I lost them,” he told his boss.

      “Good,” Withers said. “We don’t need this turning into more of a circus than it already is.”

      “Yes, sir.”

      Withers was all about damage control. Noah didn’t fault him, but playing all the angles had to be exhausting. Now that he was within twenty miles of Amy’s home, Noah didn’t want that SUV to show up again. It would mean leading them right to her.

      “Everyone in the Northwest is out looking for those missing inmates.” Withers sighed. “I could call the local police to meet you.”

      “I’m not sure what we could tell them, sir.” Noah wasn’t about to call in a suspicious SUV without having to explain who she was and why he was here.

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