The Sleeping Doll (Kathryn Dance 1)

"You've said plenty."

"I don't think you were really listening."

"And I wouldn't be listening if you said it again." She headed toward her bedroom.

Sam jumped when the phone rang. It was Kathryn Dance.

"Oh, we just heard--"

But the agent said, "Listen to me, Sam. I don't think he's headed north. I think he's coming for you."

"What?"

"I just heard from James Reynolds. He found a reference to Alison in his old case files. It seems that during his interrogation after the Croyton deaths, Pell assaulted him. Reynolds was questioning him about the incident in Redding, the Charles Pickering murder, and was talking about Alison, his girlfriend you mentioned. Pell went crazy and attacked him, or tried to--the same thing that happened to me in Salinas--because he was getting close to something important.

"James thinks he killed Pickering because the man knew about Pell's mountaintop. And that's why he was trying to find Alison. She'd know about it too."

"But why hurt us?"

"Because Pell told you about Alison. Maybe you wouldn't make the connection between her and his property, maybe you wouldn't even remember. But that place is so important to him--his kingdom--that he's willing to murder anybody who's a risk to it. That means you. Both of you."

"Linda, come here!"

The woman appeared in the doorway, frowning angrily.

Dance continued, "I've just radioed the officers outside. They're going to take you to CBI headquarters. Agent Kellogg and I are on our way to the inn now. We're going to wait in the cabin and see if Pell shows up."

Breathlessly Sam said to Linda, "Kathryn thinks Daniel might be coming this way."

"No!" The curtains were drawn, but the women instinctively looked toward the windows. Then Sam glanced toward Rebecca's bedroom. Had she remembered to lock the window after finding that the woman had climbed out? Yes, Sam recalled, she had.

There was a knock on the door. "Ladies, it's Deputy Larkin."

Sam glanced at Linda. They froze. Then Linda slowly walked to the peephole and looked out. She nodded and opened the door. The MCSO deputy stepped inside. "I've been asked to take you to CBI. Just leave everything and come with me." The other deputy was outside, looking around the parking lot.

Sam said into the phone, "It's the deputy, Kathryn. We're leaving now."

They hung up.

Samantha grabbed her purse. "Let's go." Her voice was shaking.

The deputy, hand near his pistol, nodded them forward.

At that moment a bullet struck him in the side of his head. Another shot, and the second deputy grabbed his chest, slumping to the ground, crying out. A third bullet struck him as well. The first officer crawled toward his car and collapsed on the sidewalk.

Linda gasped. "No, no!"

Footsteps were running on the pavement. Daniel Pell was sprinting toward the cabin.

Sam was paralyzed.

Then she leapt forward and slammed the door, managed to get the chain on and step aside just as another bullet snapped through the wood. She lunged for the phone.

Daniel Pell gave two solid kicks. The second one cracked the lock on the door, though the chain held. It opened only a few inches.

"Rebecca's room!" Sam cried. She ran to Linda and grabbed her arm but the woman stood rooted in the doorway.

Sam assumed she was frozen in panic.