There was no one sitting at the desk. But sprawled behind the desk was the
clerk, a clean, smooth bullet hole in his forehead.
Stacy gasped. She turned and headed for her room. Three steps from the desk she stopped. They would expect her there. Something was going down. Something bad. And Ragan was missing.
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