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Libby checked her watch
as she drove past the sign welcoming her to Coldwater Springs. Three
o’clock. Not bad, considering she’d left Laramie at
lunchtimeand stopped for gas along the way.
    She
smiled to herself as the frosty outskirts of the small town whizzed
by. A new year and a new beginning were exactly what she needed.
And she couldn’t wait to catch up with Sarah.
    She’d
missed her cousin since she’d moved back to Coldwater Springs
five months ago. It had been fun hanging out with Sarah in Laramie,
where they’d both lived and worked. Then Sarah lost her job
and had been fortunate enough to find one in her hometown - as well
as the man of her dreams. Libby hoped that one day she would be as
lucky.
    A
siren wailed in the distance and became louder. She checked her
rear-view mirror, catching a glimpse of her green-flecked hazel eyes
and curly blond hair in the process. Her eyes widened as she saw the
sheriff’s vehicle on her tail. The drivermade no
attempt to pass her, instead dogging her small SUV with an intensity
that unnerved her. Libby checked her speed - just under the speed
limit, thank goodness. So why was the sheriff right behind her?
    Sighing,
she slowed down and pulled over. Once she’d come to a complete
stop, she turned off the ignition and placed her hands on the
steering wheel. And waited.
    Libby
glanced in her rear-view mirror. The officer spoke into a hand-held
radio and she clenched her hands around the steering wheel, telling
herself to be patient. “ Come on,” she muttered.
She’d planned to move in to her furnished cottage today and
Sarah was coming by to help.
    The
officer stepped out of his vehicle and approached. Tall, with dark
brown hair under his western hat, his measured strides told her he
meant business. His broad shoulders filled out a zipped up tan
jacket, while dark trousers and boots completed his outfit.
    Libby
reluctantly wound down the window. Why on earth had he stopped her?
    “ Ma’am,
I need you to step out of the car.” His deep voice held a hint
of gravel.
    “ What’s
wrong, officer?” She frowned as she waited for his answer.
    “ Just
step out of the car, ma’am.”
    Libby
looked into his dark brown eyes. Hard. Implacable.Her
heart started to pound. She hadn’t done anything wrong, so why
was she feeling scared?
    Unfastening
her seatbelt, she reluctantly opened the door and exited the vehicle . Standing on the hard-packed gravel shoulder, she looked up at
him. He dwarfed her height of five foot five by a good six or seven
inches.
    “ Where
have you come from today, ma’am?” he asked curtly.
    “ Laramie.”
She guessed he called every female he met ma’am, but it
grated. Did she look like a ma’am at twenty-six? Considering
he looked to be in his mid-thirties, it seemed particularly galling.
Smoothing down her sky blue swing car coat over her curves, she
waited for his response .
    “ Two
hundred miles away.” He pointed at her car. “Is this
your vehicle?”
    “ Yes.”
She spied the gold star emblazoned with SHERIFF on his chest.
“Sheriff.” Maybe if she was super polite to him, she ’ d
be on her way in a minute or so.
    “ Where
are you headed to?”
    “ Coldwater
Springs.” She decided to ask him a question. “Was I
speeding?”
    “ No.”
    “ Then
why--”
    “ I’ll
ask the questions, ma’am.” A muscle ticked in his strong
jaw. His nose looked like it had been broken at one stage, but it
suited his tough good looks.
    Libby
raised an eyebrow at his tone. Fine. She’d let him ask the
questions. But she wished he would hurry up.
    “ Do
you have the paperwork to prove you’re the owner of this
vehicle?”
    “ Yes.”
She wrinkled her brow, trying to think where the registration papers
were.
    “ I’ll
need to see it.”
    His
gruff voice snapped her out of her thoughts. She bit her lip, trying
to think where the registration papers were. In the dash? Or in her
file folder where she kept important papers - the file