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Table of Contents

ALSO BY NORA ROBERTS

Honest Illusions
Private Scandals
Hidden Riches
True Betrayals
Montana Sky
Born in Fire
Born in Ice
Born in Shame
Daring to Dream
Holding the Dream
Finding the Dream
Sanctuary
Homeport
Sea Swept
Rising Tides
Inner Harbor
The Reef

Rivers End
Jewels of the Sun
Carolina Moon
Tears of the Moon
Heart of the Sea
The Villa
From the Heart
Midnight Bayou
Dance Upon the Air
Heaven and Earth
Face the Fire
Chesapeake Blue
Birthright
Remember When
(with J. D. Robb)
Key of Light
Key of Knowledge

Key of Valor
Northern Lights
Blue Dahlia
Black Rose
Blue Smoke
Red Lily
Angels Fall
Morrigans Cross
Dance of the Gods
Valley of Silence
High Noon
Blood Brothers
The Hollow
The Pagan Stone
Tribute
Vision in White

WRITING AS J. D. ROBB

Naked in Death
Glory in Death
Immortal in Death
Rapture in Death
Ceremony in Death
Vengeance in Death
Holiday in Death
Conspiracy in Death
Loyalty in Death
Witness in Death

Judgment in Death
Betrayal in Death
Seduction in Death
Reunion in Death
Purity in Death
Portrait in Death
Imitation in Death
Divided in Death
Visions in Death
Survivor in Death

Origin in Death
Memory in Death
Born in Death
Innocent in Death
Creation in Death
Strangers in Death
Salvation in Death
Promises in Death

To those who protect and defend the wild

PART ONE

HEART

Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.

MATTHEW 6:21

SOUTH DAKOTA
June 1989

Cooper Sullivans life, as hed known it, was over. Judge and juryin the form of his parentshad not been swayed by pleas, reason, temper, threats, but instead had sentenced him and shipped him off, away from everything he knew and cared about to a world without video parlors or Big Macs.

The only thing that kept him from completely dying of boredom, or just going wacko, was his prized Game Boy.

As far as he could see, it would be him and Tetris for the duration of his prison termtwo horrible, stupid monthsin the Wild freaking West. He knew damn well the game, which his father had gotten pretty much right off the assembly line in Tokyo, was a kind of bribe.

Coop was eleven, and nobodys fool.

Practically nobody in the whole U.S. of A. had the game, and that was definitely cool. But what was the point in having something everybody else wanted if you couldnt show it off to your friends?

This way, you were just Clark Kent or Bruce Wayne, the lame alter egos of the cool guys.

All of his friends were back, a zillion miles back, in New York. Theyd be hanging out for the summer, taking trips to the beaches of Long Island or down to the Jersey Shore. Hed been promised two weeks at baseball camp in July.

But that was before.

Now his parents were off to Italy and France and other stupid places on a second honeymoon. Which was code for last-ditch effort to save the marriage.

No, Coop was nobodys fool.

Having their eleven-year-old son around wasnt romantic or whatever, so theyd shipped him off to his grandparents and the boondockies of South holy crap Dakota.

Godforsaken South Dakota. Hed heard his mother call it that plenty of timesexcept when shed smiled and smiled telling him he was going to have an adventure, get to know his roots. Godforsaken turned into pristine and pure and exciting. Like he didnt know shed run off from her parents and their crappy little farm the minute shed turned eighteen?

So he was stuck back where shed run from, and he hadnt done anything to deserve it. It wasnt his fault his father couldnt keep his dick in his pants, or his mother compensated by buying up Madison Avenue. Information Coop had learned from expert and regular eavesdropping. They screwed things up and he was sentenced to a summer on a horseshit farm with grandparents he barely knew.

And they were really old.

He was supposed to help with the horses, who smelled and looked like they wanted to bite you. With the chickens who smelled and did bite.

They didnt have a housekeeper who cooked egg white omelets and picked up his action figures. And they drove trucks instead of cars. Even his ancient grandmother.

He hadnt seen a cab in days.

He had chores, and had to eat home-cooked meals with food hed never seen in his life. And maybe the food was pretty good, but that wasnt the point.

The one TV in the whole house barely got anything, and there was no McDonalds. No Chinese or pizza place that delivered. No friends. No park, no movie theaters, no video arcades.

He might as well be in Russia or someplace.

He glanced up from the Game Boy to look out the car window at what he considered a lot of nothing. Stupid mountains, stupid prairie, stupid trees. The same view, as far as he could tell, that had been outside the window since theyd left the farm. At least his grandparents had stopped interrupting his game to tell him stuff about what was outside the window.

Like he cared about a lot of stupid settlers and Indians and soldiers who hung around out here before he was even born. Hell, before his prehistoric grandparents had been born.

Who gave a shit about Crazy Horse and Sitting Bullshit. He cared about the X-Men and the box scores.

The way Coop looked at it, the fact that the closest town to the farm was called Deadwood said it all.

He didnt care about cowboys and horses and buffalo. He cared about baseball and video games. He wasnt going to see a single game in Yankee Stadium all summer.

He might as well be dead, too.

He spotted a bunch of what looked like mutant deer clomping across the high grass, and a lot of trees and stupid hills that were really green. Why did they call them black when they were green? Because he was in South crappy Dakota where they didnt know dick about squat.

What he didnt see were buildings, people, streets, sidewalk vendors. What he didnt see was home.

His grandmother shifted in her seat to look back at him. Do you see the elk, Cooper?

I guess.

Well be getting to the Chance spread soon, she told him. It was nice of them to have us all over for supper. Youre going to like Lil. Shes nearly your age.

He knew the rules. Yes, maam. As if hed pal around with some girl. Some dumb farm girl who probably smelled like horse. And looked like one.

He bent his head and went back to Tetris so his grandmother would leave him alone. She looked sort of like his mother. If his mother was old and didnt get her hair done blond and wavy, and didnt wear makeup. But he could see his mother in this strange old woman with the lines around her blue eyes.

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