Cassie Miles - Colorado Wildfire

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HE CAME BACK A DIFFERENT MANThe last time Sheriff Samantha Calloway saw her husband was hours before he’d been pulled under by rapids. It wasn’t until Wade came to her rescue during a mountain ambush that she knew he was alive. His return was a painful reminder of time lost, which had left their daughter fatherless. For a year he’d worked to expose law enforcement corruption… and now cartel assassins were gunning for his family. Before, Samantha trusted no one more than Wade. If they could finish his assignment together, perhaps they’d find a fresh start. And his presence by her side sure made it hard to resist falling into old habits…

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She swabbed the moisture from under her eyes and stared at her deputy. “I’m not going to change my mind. No mandatory evacuation unless the fire marshal says there’s an imminent threat. Is that clear?”

Grudgingly, he said, “I guess you’re the boss.”

You got that right. None of her six deputies had been thrilled when she took over her husband’s job as sheriff. That was over a year ago, and she’d been duly elected last February for one big fat obvious reason: she was the best qualified. As a teenager, she’d done volunteer search and rescue. She’d been top of her class at the police academy. Not to mention her three years’ experience as a cop in Grand Junction before she married Wade. Still, her deputies second-guessed her at every turn.

“Deputy Schmidt, I want you to stay right here and keep an eye on things. That’s an order.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he said, properly chastised.

The two-lane asphalt road pointed south was one of the few direct routes toward the flames. “Except for firefighting personnel, no vehicles are allowed to pass.”

“And what are you going to do?”

She spotted the black Range Rover she’d been waiting for. “I need to go with Ty Baxter to check on a property.”

“It’s that FBI safe house. Am I right?”

“You know I can’t tell you.” Not that the location was a well-kept secret. “And you’re not supposed to say anything about the safe house, either.”

He mimed zipping his lips, fastening a lock and throwing away the key. Then he pulled up his bandana to cover his mouth and marched toward his vehicle.

FBI special agent Ty Baxter jumped from his Rover and came toward her with long strides. In his Stetson, denim jeans, snakeskin boots and white shirt with a yoke and pearly snaps, he could have looked as phony as a drugstore cowboy. But Ty pulled it off. After all, he was the real deal, the son of a local rancher.

He’d been her husband’s best friend. They’d gone to school together, played football together and dated the same girls. Ty had won the heart of the prom queen. The whole county had been heartbroken when he and Loretta moved to Denver to pursue his career.

He gave her a big hug. “Looking good, Sam.”

“Liar.”

She knew better. Her blue eyes were bloodshot. Instead of makeup, she had jagged smears of ash across her face. Under her beige cowboy hat, her long brown hair was pulled back in a tight braid that hung halfway down to her waist. Her boxy khaki uniform wasn’t designed to flatter. Not to mention the heavy-duty bulletproof vest under her shirt and the utility belt that circled her waist. On top of all that, she was fairly sure that she had pit stains.

“How’s Jenny?” he asked.

“Getting taller every day.”

“Like you.”

Sam was six feet tall in her boots. “I kind of hoped she wouldn’t inherit the giraffe gene.”

Ty grinned and his dark brown eyes twinkled. “Both her parents are giraffes.”

Wade had been six feet five inches tall. Whenever Sam was with Ty, her thoughts drifted toward her husband. The two men had been close. They even looked kind of alike. Both were tall and lean. Both had brown eyes and dark hair. Ty had been with Wade when he died.

She shook off the memories and returned Ty’s easygoing smile. “You got here from Denver really fast.”

“I was already on my way when I called about the safe house. Sam, there’s something important I need to tell you.”

She nodded. “We can talk on the way. We’ll take my SUV. I need to be able to hear my dispatcher.”

After reminding Deputy Schmidt to keep this route blocked, she got behind the steering wheel. When Ty joined her, he was carrying a gym bag from his Rover. Before he buckled up, he reached inside and took out his smooth, black, lethal-looking Beretta 9 mm semiautomatic pistol.

“Whoa,” she said. “Are you planning to shoot the fire?”

“I like to be prepared.” He clipped the holster to his belt. “Don’t you?”

Prepared for what? Sam was wary. First, Ty had mentioned “something important” he wanted to talk about. Now he was packing a gun. She had a bad feeling about what fresh disaster might be lurking around the next corner. Hoping to avoid bigger problems, she asked about his family. “Are your twins still playing T-ball?”

“They’re getting pretty good,” he said, “and Loretta signed on to be coach of their team.”

“Good for her.” Sheriff Sam was happy to support women who broke the stereotypes.

“Surprised the hell out of me. I never thought my Loretta was athletic, but she’s getting into sports.”

“Imagine that.”

Apparently, Ty had forgotten that Loretta was a rodeo barrel racer and a black-diamond skier. Because his little Loretta was capable of looking like a princess, he forgot her kick-ass side. Wade had never made that mistake with Samantha.

The first three miles of paved road swept across an open field. Under the smoky haze, the tall prairie grasses mingled with bright splashes of scarlet and blue wildflowers. Then the road turned to graded gravel, still two lanes but bumpy. The scenery closed in around them as they entered a narrow canyon.

While she guided the SUV through a series of turns that followed the winding path of Horny Toad Creek, they chatted about family and how much Ty and Loretta missed living in the mountains. His dad wanted him to move back to Swain County and help out at the ranch.

“That would mean giving up your career,” Sam said. “There’s not much need for an FBI special agent around here.”

He exhaled a sigh. “You and Wade had the right idea. Decide where you want to live, and then find a way to make a living.”

When she and her husband started out, she hadn’t been so sure they’d made a good decision. They were newlyweds with six acres and a good well outside Woodridge. She’d just quit her cop job and was trying to make ends meet on one salary. Within two months, she was pregnant. While expecting and unemployed, she was able to oversee every step of the construction.

The house they built was perfectly tailored for them. She’d even made the kitchen counters a few inches taller so she didn’t have to stoop when she was chopping tomatillos for green salsa. She and Wade had made love in every room and on the deck and in the garage...

“The turn is coming up,” Ty said as he squinted toward the left side of the road.

“I know where it is.” She checked on the safe house whenever she was in the area. It hadn’t been occupied in months.

He took a water bottle from his gym bag, unscrewed the lid and poured a splash over a red bandana. Like Caleb, he tied the bandana across the lower half of his face.

She couldn’t stop herself from being Miss Know-It-All. “The fire marshal says the weave of a cotton bandana isn’t fine enough to prevent ash particles from getting through.”

“Don’t care,” he said. “The wetness makes breathing easier. Here’s the turnoff.”

After a quick left, she drove on a one-lane road that ascended a rugged slope. The safe house clung to the side of a granite cliff and faced away from the road. If she hadn’t known where she was going, Sam would never have found this place amid the rocks and trees.

When she exited her vehicle, the smoke swirled around her ankles in a thick miasma. From the wraparound porch of the house, she and Ty had a clear view of the wildfire. The blaze danced across the upper edge of a hogback ridge. With the sun going down, the billowing clouds of smoke turned an angry red. It looked like the gates of hell. A chopper flew over the leaping flames and dropped a load of retardant on the forest.

She watched as Ty wandered around to the side of the house toward the long attached garage. “Looking for something?”

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