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to get a helicopter bucket to aid in putting out the forest fires with Slate’s chopper. He’d assumed Ares to be the kind of guy not to screw around when things were important, but Redmond had to admit that he was impressed by the speed with which Ares had jumped to solving things. Things moved a lot faster in Shifter Grove than they did in Los Angeles and that struck him as damn funny.
They were just in the process of leading Ragnar back toward Tiana and Rose when a breathless Rake Whiteplains pushed past him, running straight toward the bar where Warren and Austin were standing. Redmond could smell the smoke on the man half a mile away and so could his brothers. The good mood was cut like a knife. When Austin silenced the jukebox and Warren held up his hands to silence the laughter and conversation, Redmond already knew what was coming.
“Guys, we have to cut our party short. Seems like we have some more work to do. A big patch of forest off of Rake’s ranch has caught on fire. It’s spreading fast and it’s serious.”
Warren looked straight at the Hamilton brothers and Redmond gave him a short nod of understanding. They were almost out of the chemical extinguishers, but now they had the helicopter bucket, so depending on the situation, they could possibly take care of it. But it wasn’t going to be easy, especially if it was a big fire.
“I’m going to be handing over the situation to the Hamiltons, standing over there by the door. I think you all know them by now. But we have to move fast. So everyone who can, go get your trucks and we’ll meet on the road leading into the Whiteplains’ ranch!” Warren called, igniting an immediate flurry of activity.
“I’ll talk to them,” Redmond said, stopping Royce from going to Tiana and Rose. “Go get the truck.”
Ragnar and Royce peeled off as Redmond rushed to Rose, giving her a hurried kiss on the cheek and grabbing his jacket from the booth they’d claimed earlier in the evening.
“You have to go again?” she asked, eyes sparkling with worry.
“Yeah. I’m sorry, baby, but I’ll let you know how things are going as soon as I can.”
“Look out for Royce,” Tiana chided him, her mouth pressed into a thin line.
“I will,” he promised, taking Rose’s hand and squeezing it quickly as well before heading for the door at a dead run.
Austin’s Texas was emptying quickly and Redmond was sick to his stomach with the knowledge that he’d have to leave Rose again because of a damn fire. It was glaringly obvious that these were not just accidents. Someone was screwing with Shifter Grove and he sure as hell didn’t like it.
On his way out of the bar and hopping into Royce’s truck, Redmond didn’t notice the very familiar headlights of a car that had yet to mean anything but trouble. As they drove off toward the glowing redness in the distance where the ranch was, the car began creeping toward the bar.
CHAPTER TEN
Rose
Rose had gone from hell to heaven and back to hell again. She wasn’t sure how exactly it had happened, but between Redmond leaving and waiting for Tiana to sort out who could give them a ride back to the house, Conrad had snatched her in the confusion. Now, she was bound and gagged like she was in some twisted action movie, shoved into the trunk of Cole’s and Conrad’s car.
She screamed and kicked at the closed trunk, trying her damndest to wiggle out of the binds that held her. But it was no use. If there was one thing henchmen were usually good at, it was making sure their tied-up bounty stayed like that: immobile. The car sped along the dirt roads; she could tell that much because of the constant bumps and sharp turns along the path. After a while, she could get the gag out of her mouth, but kept herself from yelling. It wouldn’t do any good anyway if there was no one to hear it.
Swallowing her panic, Rose was trying to keep a level head on her shoulders.
What can I do? How the hell can I get out of this?
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