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Douglas stared across the room at Trevor Madison in silence for several of what had to be the longest minutes of his life, and he’d been i..

“Tre! Douglas needs you over at cabin twelve!” Trevor smiled and waved at Ava as he passed the office. “Sure thing, I&rsqu..

Trevor looked over his shoulder as Kirk came through the door into the master bedroom in cabin twelve where he and Snaf were painting. Even from..

Trevor rushed into the cabin, rummaged through his bag, pulled out the iPad and threw it to the floor. He stood there watching as the screen spi..

Kirk rose from where he had been crouching on the ground, searching for signs of their intruders from the evening before. “Two of them. Lo..

Kirk drew his legs up and rested his arms over his knees, staring out into the darkness around him. It was nearly two in the morning and he&rsqu..

Chloe sat beside Trevor on the small plane as the tires bumped the tarmac. Her fingers crept into his hand and twined with his. They were landin..

Trevor resisted the urge to fight the two soldiers that stood on either side of him holding his arms as they led him down the corridor. The only..

Chloe stared at the television feeling a sense of desolation as the reports added up. Storms, earthquakes, fires, the ranges, and breadth of the..

Kirk was nursing the lump on the back of his head that that damn FBI agent had given him, sitting on the sofa in his mother’s office, whil..