Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (246 page)


Y
ou

d
think
y
ou
should.
B
ut
y
ou
do
n
’t
.


J
or
d
an,
y
ou
do
n
’t
unde
r
s
t
and.
I
could
n
’t
s
a
ve
Sco
t
t
.
I t
r
ied,
but
I
could
n
’t
get
him
out
of
that
god
d
amned
tin
can
in tim
e
.
I
w
a
s
n
’t
quick
enoug
h
.

“See
,
that

s
exa
c
tl
y
wha
t
I
mean
,
N
ic
k
.
Y
o
u
wer
e
the
on
e
wounded
.


N
o
t
a
t
f
i
r
s
t
,
n
o
t
un
t
i
l
th
e
thi
ng
ble
w
.
I
shoul
d
h
a
ve
don
e
s
omethi
n
g
befor
e
i
t
ble
w
,
rea
c
t
e
d
quicke
r.
I
h
a
v
e
to
liv
e
w
it
h
tha
t
.

S
h
e
s
en
t
him
a
sad
-
eyed
loo
k
,
wonde
r
ing
w
h
y
h
i
s
f
r
iend,
Ben
had
n
’t
forced
him
to
face
th
e
t
r
ut
h
long
before no
w
.
B
u
t
the
n
she
realized
N
ick
probably
had
n
’t
spoken ab
ou
t
tha
t
d
a
y
to
a
s
in
g
le
s
oul,
n
o
t
e
ven
in
the
rapy
to
coun
s
elo
r
s,
least
of
a
l
l,
to
h
i
s
buddi
e
s.

I
k
n
ow
what
happened,
N
ic
k
.
W
he
n
s
omeone
di
e
s
over
ther
e
they
s
e
n
d
you
a
de
ta
i
led
account
of
what
happene
d
whether
you
w
an
t
to
k
n
ow
it
o
r
n
o
t
.
Pl
u
s,
h
i
s
commande
r
,
a
C
o
lonel
M
ar
k
s, came to
s
ee me
in
pe
r
s
o
n. Sc
o
tt
died
instantl
y
,
N
ic
k
.
A
n
d
ther
e
w
a
s
n
o
thi
ng
you
o
r
a
n
yo
n
e
could
d
o
ab
ou
t
i
t
.


N
o
,
n
o
,
tha
t i
s
n

t
wha
t
happened
. I
ta
l
k
e
d
t
o
hi
m
.
H
e
w
as
alive
in
that
H
umme
r
.
W
e
had
a
co
n
ve
r
sa
t
ion
befor
e


J
or
d
an
shook
her
head,
den
i
al
she
though
t
,
as
she
be
g
an
t
o
t
r
y
a
g
ai
n
t
o
mak
e
hi
m
s
e
e
th
e
t
r
ut
h.

I
do
n

t
dou
b
t
y
ou
remember
co
n
ve
r
sations
w
ith
him,
N
ic
k
.
W
e
a
l
l
remember how
Sc
o
t
t
loved
t
o
t
a
l
k
.
B
ut
there
is
no
m
i
s
t
ak
e
.
Sc
o
t
t
died ins
t
antly
f
rom
some
type
of
homemade
bomb
that
hit
the vehicl
e
.

S
he
t
ook
out
a
p
iece
of
paper
f
rom
her
pocke
t
.

I
brough
t
th
e
let
t
e
r
.
T
h
e
d
a
y
y
ou
showed
up
I
did
n
’t
k
now
y
ou were
the
one
who
had
been
wounded
b
es
ide
him.
B
ut
I
ca
l
led
C
olonel
M
ar
k
s
the
next
d
a
y
.
H
e
ve
r
if
i
ed
it
w
as
y
ou
in
the
H
ummer
next
t
o
Sc
o
t
t
.
Y
ou

d
l
o
st
a
huge
amount
of
blood. They
had
t
o
c
ut
y
ou
out
before
the
g
as
t
an
k
s
exploded.
Y
ou were
the
one
wounded,
N
ic
k
.
Sc
o
t
t
w
as
already
gon
e
.
E
ven af
t
er
they
g
o
t
y
ou
t
o
the
hos
p
i
t
al
they
almost
l
o
st
y
ou
.


H
e
died
ins
t
antl
y
.

I
t
w
a
s
n
’t
a
qu
e
stion,
as
if
reality
migh
t
a
t
lo
n
g
l
a
s
t
b
e
s
in
k
i
n
g
i
n.

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