“Grady asked, as he released the jack, lowering the car to the ground. “Sure, anything,” Cathy said, and breathed in relief. “What do you need me to do?” Wiping his greasy hands with his white handkerchief, Grady glanced upward, a roguish glint to the deep blue eyes. “I was hoping you’d applaud.” Both Cathy and Angela were clapping wildly and laughing when the creases around his mouth suddenly hardened and a wary light was reflected in his gaze. “Get inside the car.” The order was given with a f...rightening undertone. Without question, Cathy helped Angela into the backseat and securely shut the door before jerking open her own. A second later, Grady joined her in the front seat. “What’s the matter?” Cathy whispered, her heart hammering at the coiled alertness she felt coming from Grady. “There’s a brown bear about thirty yards ahead, moving toward us. I think the time has come for us to make our exit.” “Peterkins!” Cathy looked around her frantically. Her hand flew to the door handle.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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