Chapters (77)
- Cover
- Endorsements
- Books by Elizabeth Goddard
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
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- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
- SIXTY-THREE
- SIXTY-FOUR
- SIXTY-FIVE
- A Preview of Book 2 in the ROCKY MOUNTAIN COURAGE Series
- Author’s Note
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Back Ads
- Back Cover
The tears welled again but didn’t overflow. She was a special agent. A professional. But first responders and special agents could get emotional too.
Nathan touched her arm. “I’m right where I need to be. Take a deep breath. Jack wouldn’t want you to go into shock over this. As I mentioned earlier, the sheriff called in for assists from the state. Two additional counties. I think they can spare me. He’s my friend too, Terra. We go rock climbing now and then.”
A chuckle escaped. “I’m glad he has a friend like you then.”
His eyes met hers. “He’s going to make it. He was shot before, you know, back with the FBI.”
“I heard about that. But not much. What happened to him?” Her question was barely a whisper.
“I don’t know the whole story. Maybe he’ll tell you. I think he nearly died, but he saved a woman and took down a big human-trafficking ring.”
Her heart pounded. “Jack did?” She thought she knew the woman—if it was Rae Burke.
He leaned closer. “Maybe I wasn’t supposed to tell you any of that. I asked him about it, and he didn’t say much. But since he came from the FBI, some of what happened got out. Word got around. He’s private about it.”
Nathan frowned as he stared at his cup.
“What aren’t you telling me?” she asked.
“Jack will tell you what he wants you to know.”
Did that mean Nathan knew something he wasn’t free to share?
“Back there, he called me Sarah,” she said. “He didn’t recognize me. He was seeing Sarah. That nearly broke my heart that he would see his dead cousin.”
Nathan cleared his throat, clearly uncomfortable. “I just . . . I thought you’d want to know that he’s a hero. And more than that, he’s a survivor.”
Terra stared across the room at an elderly couple getting coffee. A survivor. Yes. She’d known that, given his background. And now she thought she better understood why he’d left her. That day she had thought he would propose but instead disappeared and walked out on their possible future together.
That day, Jack had been doing what he needed to do.
Jack had been surviving.
FIFTY-FIVE
Jack opened his eyes. Light from the hallway spilled through the half-opened door. He’d drifted to sleep after the surgery and blood transfusion and was told he would be kept overnight.
He needed to get out of this prison.
Jack forced his eyes to stay open. He vaguely remembered the doctor explaining something about a vein being lacerated. His humerus needing to be set. The bullet had barely missed an artery. He’d lost a lot of blood—enough that he lost consciousness but fortunately not enough to kill him before he got help.