All Roads Lead to Texas. Linda Warren

tried to talk to her mother, Glynis would say they’d talk later. But later never came. Instead, a nightmare had followed and she was still…

      Her thoughts skidded to an abrupt stop as a car pulled up to the curb. Wade. Again. He unfolded his tall frame from the vehicle and started up the walk. It was late—too late for a friendly visit. What was he doing here? There could only be one reason. He knew her identity and had come to arrest her.

      Her first reaction was to run inside, lock the front door and get the kids out the back. But her car was in front.

      She was trapped.

      And she didn’t even hear a siren.