K-9 Cold Case by Elizabeth Heiter

Author:Elizabeth Heiter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2021-01-08T15:28:53+00:00

Chapter Twelve

The day had gone by in a blur of blood and fire and pained cries. But rushing from one person to the next hadn’t been able to fully distract him from the panic.

Over his years on the Rapid Deployment Team, he’d gotten used to mass casualty events. They didn’t get any easier, but the fear and panic of his first few scenes hadn’t returned in years. Not until today.

Only after most of the victims had been checked by paramedics and Keara was helping put out the last of the fire had he realized why. A flame had sparked, creating a loud boom that sounded like a bullet, and his gaze had leaped immediately to Keara.

In that moment it hit him. He was worried about her safety. He was worried about her.

Recognizing where the panic was coming from created a different kind of worry, but he’d pushed it aside and spent the rest of the day focusing on the victims.

Jax was exhausted. So was Patches, who’d joined him at the scene as soon as it was clear enough to be safe. The two of them had talked to as many victims as possible. They’d also spent time comforting the Desparre officers, who had never seen anything like this.

For all of his exhaustion, the people around him were even more tired. Ben and Anderson coming in with their FBI team had taken the weight of the investigation off the Desparre PD, but it hadn’t taken away the responsibility.

He could see it as he eyed Keara from his peripheral vision, trudging beside him, leaving the bomb site. There was soot smeared across her forehead, someone else’s blood on her arms and a furious determination on her face.

As she glanced back at the scene, barely visible in the moonlight, he told her, “There’s nothing else you can do there tonight.”

Walking between them, Patches nudged Keara with her nose, always sensitive to people’s needs.

Keara smiled fondly down at his dog, petting her head as she refocused on their destination: the police station.

Anderson jogged up beside them, shivering even with his FBI jacket zipped all the way up. The agent had come from Los Angeles and even after being in Alaska longer than Jax, he still hadn’t acclimated. His normally perfect hair was sticking up in all directions and there were dark craters under his eyes. “We’ll be taking another look at that symbol now that we’ve seen it at a second bomb site.”

Jax felt his heart thump harder. “It was on this bomb, too?”

“Not on the bomb. We found it on a tree behind the gazebo. It was carved there, pretty recently, judging by the state of it.”

Keara frowned, looking more perplexed than encouraged by the news.

Anderson glanced from Jax to Keara and back again. “Ben said you were combing through other crimes that might have the same symbol. Any luck?”

Jax gave a frustrated shrug. “We thought so, but now I’m not so sure they match. I’ll flag them for you guys to look, but.

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