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We saw that after the wrestling match started, Cade hit Rocky with a chair, and Rocky didn't get up. We also saw that in the ambulance he asked if it was safe to sit up, and at that point Aimee slapped him. The driver told Aimee there was no call to hit him because it wasn't his fault. Aimee doesn't think Dave (the driver) and Rocky understand the seriousness of their position. (They ticked off drug dealers and have to fake Rocky's death so he can enter the witness protection program.) At the hospital Aimee is told that Rocky is dead which of course he isn't. I'm skipping a few paragraphs and moving to Rocky's fake funeral where Aimee confronts two important characters, Cade McCoy and Gabe Porter. We met Cade who supposedly killed Rocky in the first scene, and today he speaks to Aimee and tells her he'll never go back in the ring again. Today, we'll meet Gabe Porter. I had to do a little creative punctuation here.

Excerpt:

Drawing a deep breath, she left her sanctuary and started back to the receiving line and the empty coffin. She hadn’t taken two steps when someone called her name. Oh; My; Goodness! It’s Gabe Porter. Gabe was the older brother of Brady Porter, the guy whose drug ring had landed her and Rocky in this predicament. The FBI thought Gabe was involved as well, but so far they couldn’t prove it.

I bet he’s the ringleader; nobody could look as much like a reptile as he does and still be an innocent man. She shivered and wrapped her arms around her middle. Gabe had a hooked nose and strange, yellowish skin. His eyes were flat and cold. 

Blurb:
Aimee Sherwood never dreamed that following her fiancé into the witness protection pro-gram would land her in a haunted house in a town that’s downright creepy. She’d have laughed if she had been told the guy who lives down the road might be her soul mate, not the man whose ring she’s wearing. Life in West Virginia is nothing like life in Los Angeles, but between bean ball battles with Marilyn Monroe, remodeling a crumbling farmhouse, and starting a new online business, life in the country is anything but boring.

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