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the beginning.”
    “But I don’t know anyone who’d want to hurt me. What could I have done to cause it?”
    “With some people, you don’t have to do anything.”
    Now silent, Ned shot Sheridan a sullen glance for allowing Cain to upstage him. But at the moment, Sheridan didn’t have it in her to worry about, or apologize for, the lack of courtesy. “There was no warning,” she said numbly. “Nothing to alert me to any danger. The last thing I remember is packing my suitcase to come to Whiterock.”
    “I’m guessing you weren’t in town very long when this happened,” Cain said. “Where were you staying?”
    “My uncle’s house,” she replied at the same time Ned said, “The old Bancroft place.”
    Yes, the old Bancroft place. She could picture it. She seemed to be getting her bearings, remembering more and more. “Uncle Perry died a few years ago and left it to my mother,” she told Cain. “My folks have been renting it out, but the man who lived there since Uncle Perry died moved two months ago and my mother doesn’t want the responsibility anymore. When she heard I was coming, she asked me to clean it up and put it on the market.”
    “Did you notice anyone watching you? Following you?” Ned asked.
    She focused as hard as she could on what she’d done after packing her bags, but the details she’d recalled were already slipping into the shadows. “I—I can’t say.” She didn’t even know where her car was. Had she leftit in Sacramento and rented a vehicle once she flew into Nashville? Had she flown into Nashville? That was the most logical place, but most of the practical considerations of the past few days—or was it weeks?—were lost to her.
    She’d never realized how much those details mattered, how much they grounded a person, until she couldn’t remember them.
    Cain studied her closely. “It’ll come back,” he said as if he understood that losing those memories was nearly as terrifying as the violence that had put her here.
    It’ll come back. She clung to those words as she closed her eyes. She needed to block out the fear and uncertainty growing stronger inside her.
    The phone in her room rang, and Ned picked it up. “It’s for you,” he said, holding the receiver out to Cain. “It’s Owen.”
    As Cain spoke to Owen—telling him she’d just awakened and was going to be fine—Sheridan let herself drift off. She was almost beyond the fear and discomfort, almost at the dark, quiet place where she’d spent the past week. But then she felt a heavy hand on her arm. “Sheridan?”
    She opened her eyes to see Ned’s ruddy, freckled face only inches from her own. “I’m pretty sure Cain’s the one who did this to you,” he whispered while Cain continued to talk on the phone. “Can you tell me why he might want you dead?”
    She thought of one very obvious reason. She’d been trying to make him jealous when she encouraged Jason to take her to Rocky Point. She’d only wanted Cain tosee her with his stepbrother, to make Cain regret not calling her. “M-maybe he blames me for…for Jason.”
    “Why would he?”
    The sedatives were getting the better of her again. It was difficult to make her mouth form the words. “Because…I…was…there.” She sounded like a CD player with the batteries running on low.
    “Because you and Cain had some sort of secret relationship, right?”
    She heard Cain’s voice in the background. I’d appreciate it if you’d call Janice Powers and Juan Rodriguez and let them know I won’t be around today. They both have appointments with me for their dogs….
    Sheridan wanted to listen instead of struggling to find an answer. “What?”
    “He shot Jason out of jealousy, didn’t he?” Ned insisted. “Then he did this , because he’s afraid you might reveal his motives.”
    “No.”
    “You’re sure?”
    She didn’t like the change in Ned’s voice or manner. But, with effort, she managed two more words. “I’m…sure.”
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