Chapter 151 LOW

POV: Isobel 

Isobel stepped from her car, the gravel crunching under her boots, and let her gaze sweep across the long shadow of the barn. Harley’s stall stood empty, the bedding fresh but undisturbed, so she pressed on, checking the round pens. No sign of Ryder. 

Determined, she climbed the hill...

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