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- A Preview of Book 2 in the ROCKY MOUNTAIN COURAGE Series
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Chance returned home to his family in the US, but the shame and guilt followed him. Mere months later, someone sent images of him smuggling artifacts, along with a message: I know what you did. Your secret is safe with me. Your family is safe too, as long as you cooperate.
His family had been threatened, so Chance agreed to deliver a few packages here and there to add to his load, no questions asked, if his family would be left out.
Eventually, he realized his life as he knew it would need to end—for his family’s sake. He disappeared and created a whole new identity.
FIFTY-EIGHT
Aunt Nadine sat in a chair in the corner, her arm in a sling. She stayed with Jack as he paced the hospital room waiting for the official discharge papers. His sergeant, Aaron Brady, and Sheriff Gibson had both come to see him and give him stern instructions about doing everything by the book, including signing discharge papers.
They’d taken his statement about last night. The incident would need to be investigated, and like Jack had feared, he had to turn over his department-issued weapon and was put on desk duty, but mostly for his injury. The doctor would look at his wound again in a couple of days.
It was just a graze, people! Okay, maybe my bone got grazed too. Whatever.
Still, Henry needed all the resources he could get on this and asked that Jack continue to work the case from the conference room, which he’d been told had been transformed into a command center for the multi-homicide case.
If only he could have found a lead, something that could have helped him resolve this sooner so it wouldn’t have to come to this. He almost thought he’d done a better job as a special agent in the FBI working undercover for that dirtbag.
Then again, that wasn’t true either. He eased onto the bed.
He should tell Aunt Nadine the truth. Tell her now. He could have been killed last night. He would have died and gone to his grave without telling her. He should do it now before he lost his nerve.
Oh, God, how do I tell her?
Jack hung his head. “Aunt Nadine, there’s something we need to talk about.”
“What is it?”
He could feel her eyes on him, so he lifted his gaze to meet hers. Loving, trusting, take-in-the strays Nadine. How was this woman even the sister of a man like Jack’s father? Jack felt the first burn of tears, but he swallowed the emotions. Pushed them back. He had to talk this out.
“Oh, son, whatever it is, it can’t be that bad.” She rushed over to sit on the edge of the bed next to him.
Aunt Nadine took his hand.
She couldn’t know what she was saying and would change her tune soon enough.