Play Hunting Games

"No," Jenny said with more determination than she felt. "I want to do this. We have to find Christopher, and I know we can't just go to the police for help, because we have no proof that this Matthew Fox guy has hurt anybody." She rounded her shoulders and raised her chin. "We can do this."

Mindy was silenced by the other woman's outburst, but she was not surprised. Jenny had finally acknowledged the grim consequences of waiting, and she also realized that the police would be powerless at this point. She was impressed though, with her new partner's resolve.

"Ready?" Jenny asked as she opened the passenger door.

"I'm with you."

Matthew stood at the end of the pier and looked out over the ocean. The air was a few degrees cooler than it was on land and it felt good against the stubble on his face. He wondered though, as he watched the myriad of floating crafts, how long Spencer Grim was going to follow him.

He first noticed his longtime associate when he cut across the beach and headed for the pier. The man had to know Matthew's mission in Myrtle Beach and had shown up himself to try and stop the game.

Matthew waited and watched. Christopher was out there somewhere; he was not going anywhere and his own boat had yet to arrive. He had all night to see what Spencer was going to do.