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Wicked Places (An Ivy Morgan Mystery Book 4)
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stretching his long legs out in front of him as he leaned back on the picnic table bench.
    “You know my parents,” Ivy said. “They’ve always been nature freaks. They instilled that in Max and me when were young. I always remember going camping at least twice every summer.
    “Max loved it because he liked to catch snakes and walk around with them in his pockets so he could freak people out,” she continued. “I love animals, but snakes … I’m not going to lie, they give me nightmares.”
    “I’m not a fan of snakes or bugs,” Jack said. “You’re still braver than me.”
    “You’re the bravest person I know, Jack,” Ivy countered. “Camping doesn’t make you brave. It’s just a hobby. What you do every single day when you put on your badge is a lot braver than camping.”
    “If you’re trying to stroke my ego, it’s working,” Jack said, grinning.
    “You’re going to be fine, Jack,” Ivy said. “We can take hikes together … and go kayaking … and if all the outdoors living becomes too hard to handle, we can always go into town for dinner.”
    “I don’t know anything about this area,” Jack said. “The closest town is called Gaylord, right? What can you tell me about it?”
    Ivy shrugged. “It used to be a lot smaller,” she explained. “There’s not a lot of shopping around here, so when we were younger and my mother decided she needed to stock up on things we either had to go with her to Gaylord or Traverse City.”
    “It seems fairly big for this area now,” Jack said. “We should come over here for dinner one night.”
    “We should go to the Mexican place,” Ivy suggested, feeding a long pole into a nylon sleeve. “It’s called La Señorita, and the green salsa is to die for.”
    “I’ll make sure we get over there one night this week,” Jack promised. “I’m sure we’ll want a night to ourselves at some point.”
    “We should go to Call of the Wild, too.”
    “What’s Call of the Wild?”
    “It’s this hilarious museum full of dead animals and they’re put in outdoor scenes with narration.”
    Jack knit his eyebrows together. “You want to look at dead animals? Why don’t I believe that?”
    “The animals weren’t murdered,” Ivy replied. “Some were hit by cars and most have been dead for a very long time. They even have a polar bear. Besides, while the museum is kitschy and fun, it’s the gift shop that is the best thing there.”
    “Why is that?”
    “It’s like an out-of-control flea market with a lot of weird stuff that you just can’t find anyplace else.”
    “Well, I’m sold,” Jack said. “We’ll do both of those things.”
    “We’re here to see your friends,” Ivy reminded him, moving to the next side of the tent and feeding another pole through the nylon. “Don’t you want to spend time with them?”
    “I want to spend some time with them,” Jack clarified. “I want to spend a lot of time with you.”
    “You’re going to get really lucky in a few minutes, Jack,” Ivy said.
    “I’m looking forward to it,” Jack said, licking his lips and trying to force his mind toward something innocuous as Ivy worked. “Did you ever come here camping when you were younger?”
    “A few times,” Ivy answered. “My mom loved this place because of the lake. She loves to kayak. I was always scared because of the Bigfoot stories.”
    Jack stilled, curiosity warring with the need to laugh. “Bigfoot?”
    “Sasquatch … the dogman … werewolves … you know, Bigfoot,” Ivy pressed. “This entire area is full of Bigfoot legends.”
    “Oh, well, you’re going to have to expand on that,” Jack chuckled. “I need to hear about Bigfoot.”
    “It’s not technically Bigfoot,” Ivy clarified. “It’s … upright canines.”
    “How is that different?”
    “Fine. It’s Bigfoot,” Ivy said, rolling her eyes. “If you make fun of me, I’m not getting in this tent with you before your friends show up. You’ve been
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