traffickers come to town, someone will surely notice," Chase said.
No wonder her boss wanted her to stay at the resort. For the first time since he'd told her he wanted her to stay here, she truly felt comfortable about doing so.
"Oh, and…you know that Mick wants one of our other deputies to watch out for you," Chase said.
"Yeah, but I really don't think it's necessary." Then she had a brilliant idea. She shrugged. "Then again, both can, if they feel they have to." She smiled brightly. If both did, that meant they'd take turns and neither man would get the idea he was dating her.
Chase laughed. "Good show then. Can I ride with you to your cabin? I was having it renovated and—"
She frowned. "I thought my boss had already rented it."
"Yeah, like when he needed you to stay here."
She groaned. "I wish he hadn't put you both out so. I could have found somewhere else to stopover for a bit."
"The only other place you could have stayed was Stryker's duplex or Hal's ranch."
"Wouldn't work if both of the men are going to safeguard me."
"Right, well, you'll be staying at the last cabin in the string of them, farthest away from the main one."
"I'll be fine," she said. "I have a spare Glock."
Chase nodded.
"He'll go with you," Shannon said. "If he didn't, I'd never get any sleep." She rubbed her belly and yawned.
"I'd feel the same as my mate."
"All right then." Tracey said goodnight to Shannon, then she and Chase climbed into her Hummer. "You know none of this is really necessary."
"If anything happened to you while I'm supposed to be watching out for you, believe me, it would be necessary."
"You know about both my partners, don't you?"
"Yeah. Mick filled me in. We're all here to watch out for you. If you get any feeling that something's not right, even if it's just a hunch, don't hesitate to call me. It won't be any trouble." He pointed to the last cabin beyond a stand of pine trees and high shrubs. "That's it straight ahead."
When she pulled up to the log cabin and parked, she smiled to see the lights inside were all on. She appreciated the Buchanans' thoughtfulness. Chase helped carry her bags inside and then they both checked the place out.
"All clear," she said.
"Same here," he said, coming out of another bedroom. He gave her a list of phone numbers. "We're really glad you're here. Shannon is thrilled and hopes you will visit her often. She's kind of been housebound lately and it's driving her crazy."
"Sure thing. I'd love to. Thanks for everything." She gave him her phone number.
"You're welcome. Don't hesitate to call if you need anything."
When Chase left, she locked up and then checked the cupboards to see what Mick had thought she needed.
A bottle of cabernet, seven packages containing six chocolate bars apiece, and three bags of potato chips. She laughed. In the freezer, three packages of extra thick, T-bone steaks, ribs, chicken drumsticks, and a pork roast. Not one vegetable anywhere.
She didn't care what time it was, she called her boss. Chase had probably phoned him as soon as she drove into the resort and her boss was probably still awake anyway.
"Who did you buy all these groceries for?" she asked.
"I figured you'd like what I like. Don't tell me you're a cougar that is a vegetarian," Mick said, sounding relieved that she was there.
"I am human too, and I need my vegetables. Thanks, though. I thought you said you had already rented the place."
"I have a standing invitation. Get your rest, Agent. And take it easy."
Yeah, right. "Night. Talk later."
"Night. No more thinking about the case."
No way could she shut down her mind about that whole situation and forget it. After saying good bye, she put her phone away and unpacked her bags.
Now, all she had to do was conduct some investigative work on her own and then, she'd track down the ringleader and ensure he received a lengthy jail term—though terminating him sounded like a whole lot better plan.
***
When Hal's phone rang, he stared
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