Page 186 of Cowboys & Navy SEALs

Addie gulped, an avalanche of emotion engulfing her.

Jordan was dead. How was it possible? One minute he was talking to her and the next, he was killed.

Or was he murdered?

By the time Addie arrived home that evening, she was physically and mentally exhausted. She wanted nothing more than to fall into bed and go unconscious.Crap!She gave her key to Jordan and hadn’t thought to get it back…after his accident. Reflexively, her hand went to the doorknob as she turned it in frustration. It was unlocked. Had she forgotten to lock it this morning? She never did that.

She pushed open the door and stepped inside, then gasped at what she saw, her hand clutching her throat.

The cabin had been ransacked.

Her knees went wobbly as she backed up against the door and leaned on it for support. She surveyed the damage. Bookshelves were face-down on the floor, books scattered everywhere. Pillows were thrown from the couch, chairs overturned. The refrigerator door was open, the contents spilled over the floor. Cupboard doors were open, food boxes half pulled out. She didn’t need to check the other rooms to know that every single household item had been rifled through. This was like something out of a horror movie. With trembling hands, she reached in her purse for her phone. Was someone still here? She looked around, her skin crawling as she feared an attack.She’d put off calling Corbin earlier, but desperate times called for desperate measures.Please answer, she prayed.

“Hey, sis.”

She realized she’d been holding her breath, waiting for him to answer. “Hey. I’m so sorry to bother you right now with all that you have going.”

“No worries. What’s up?”

She couldn’t keep her voice from shaking. “Jordan Phelps was killed today outside the resort.” Tears filled her eyes as the terrible events came rushing back.

“What? How?”

“It was a hit and run.”

“Wow. I’m sorry to hear that.”

“There’s more.”

“What else?”

Her heart thudded in her chest like a bowling ball bouncing on concrete. “Someone broke into the cabin and ransacked everything.”

Instantly, Corbin went into SEAL mode, firing questions at her. “Are you okay?”

“I think so. I just got home and realized.” Her voice dribbled off.

“Where are you now?”

“At home,” she said irritably. Had Corbin not heard her the first time?

“I mean, where are you in the cabin?”

“Standing beside the front door.”

“So, you don’t know if anything was taken?”

“No.” The thought of going into the other rooms was more than Addie could take right now.

“Has the intruder left?”

She shuddered. “I’m not sure.”

“Get out of there now! Call 911.”

Her head began to spin. “Okay.” She rushed to the car, her heart sputtering a sickly beat as she jammed in the key with a shaky hand and opened the door. She got in and locked it, looking around at the empty space surrounding her. Shakes started in her hands going down to her toes. Her pulse was making whooshing sounds against her ears. “I’m in the car. Now what?”

“Call 911. They’ll come out and search the house and file a report. This is crazy. Why would someone ransack the cabin?”

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