Mr. Taken (Mystery Christmas Book 3) by Danica Winters

Author:Danica Winters [Winters, Danica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Law Enforcement, Romantic Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Mystery & Intrigue, Violence & Crime Story, Protection & Safety, Action & Adventure, Dangerous & Deadly, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Hearts Desire, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Romantic Schemes, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, Clean & Wholesome, Suspenseful Fiction, Mystery Christmas Series, Mystery Montana, Firefighter, Christmas Festival, Arsonist Sabotage, Traumatized By Fire
Publisher: Harlequin Intrigue; Original Edition
Published: 2017-11-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Everything last night had gone wrong. Until they had gotten back to the ranch and found his mother and father warmly tucked in their bed. He hadn’t bothered to wake them up when he found out that they were safe and sound.

He hadn’t been that scared of losing his parents in a long time. That fear of what could possibly have happened to them had brought up so many memories of when he’d been young and his biological parents had left him alone. He’d always thought they were never coming back, that something bad had happened—until the last night he had spent with them, and his father had left him on the fire department’s doorstep. As a child he had often wondered if all that worry had caused all the bad that had come of them—almost as though he had wished it upon his parents.

He had given up the thoughts of a boy. He had finally found some reprieve thanks to his new life and the realization that he wasn’t in control of anyone else’s destiny but his own. He hadn’t caused his parents to leave him, he hadn’t caused their addiction or neglect, and he couldn’t cause his parents to be hurt just because he had secretly wanted them to disappear.

Yet, last night, that fear had returned—as though perhaps his curse had returned and because he had even voiced the possibility that his mother had been hurt. He had half expected to find her on the floor, and the illogical thought made goose bumps rise on his arms.

Colter shook his head as he went out to the barn and looked in on the horses. Two of the escapees were poking their heads over the doors of their stalls and they nickered as he grabbed a handful of pellets and made his way over to them.

“You rebel,” he said, feeding the mare, Jingles, a pellet. As she nibbled at his hand, looking for another, he scratched her forehead. “At least one of us got a little sleep, I hope.”

The horse stopped nibbling and looked up at him, and he could have sworn that she was laughing at him.

When they’d gotten back to the barn, they found the door open and the stalls unlocked. Though they had questioned everyone at the morning meeting, no one had come forward and admitted to any wrongdoing—not that he had expected anyone to, especially with his mother in the state she had been in.

There was only one other time he had ever seen her so mad, and it was the day that Rainier had been arrested.

The barn door opened behind him with the familiar sound of grinding metal.

A dark-haired man about sixty, his hair slightly too long and pulled back into a tight man bun, poked his head inside.

“Can I help you?” Colter asked, not recognizing the man as an employee but he had seen him somewhere before.

“I was just looking for Sarah. Is she around?” the man asked, his voice the throaty rasp of a smoker’s.

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