Trapped in Yosemite by Dana Mentink

Author:Dana Mentink
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises ULC
Published: 2023-11-29T21:02:33+00:00

Chapter Ten

The bullets ripped into the rear bumper before he drove behind a fortress of sturdy oaks. Bear barked, unscathed. Nerves screaming, he reached for Stella, who was crumpled on her seat. Was she hit? His heart stopped until she peered at him, breathing hard. Relief left him shaky. “Tate?” he said.

“Uninjured. Opie, too,” Tate reported.

The trees would provide cover. No way for the shooter to kill Stella unless he came down from his perch.

Von wasn’t going to allow him that opportunity. Shooter’s dumb choice to isolate on a rooftop was going to be his downfall. “Move out, Bear.” He shoved the door open, yanked his gun from his pack.

Tate was out, too, crouched low.

“Stay with her,” Von said. “You armed?”

“Bear spray.”

Von rolled his eyes. “That’ll help against a rifle.”

“I’m a camp doctor now. I don’t travel armed. We’ll stay low. He can’t hit us through the trees. Watch your back.”

“That’s Bear’s job.”

He thought he heard Stella say something but nothing penetrated over the roar in his ears. He and Bear ran toward the theater. In the scant two minutes since the shooting, he’d scoped out his plan of attack. They headed to the side of the building, opposite the corner where the enemy was holed up. The fire escape he’d noted on their way into town, courtesy of the training burned into his every cell, would be his entrance ticket. Now he just had to hope the aged and quake-damaged ladder wasn’t going to pull away from the building under his weight.

He knelt and tapped his shoulder. Bear hurtled aboard, curling around his neck. The added seventy pounds twinged his knee as he climbed. The shooter might be waiting for them at the top so he kept his gun close, stopping twice to listen. Cement crunched and groaned as he ascended, and he prayed the rushing water would swallow the noise.

Six steps up, a rung gave way under his boot, and he barely kept his hold. Bear adjusted with Von’s swaying, coiling tighter around his neck until he regained his balance. Rusted metal bit into his palms as he clambered up as stealthily as he could. Before the last rung he stopped. One quick look over the top. The glimpse revealed that the roof was strewn with rubble. On the far end was the rectangular box of an old air-conditioning unit. That was where the shooter was hiding.

He signaled Bear, the silent gesture that meant “here we go” to his canine partner.

In one motion, he heaved himself up over the last rung and onto the roof. As soon as his boots hit the surface, Bear leaped free and glued himself to Von’s side. They sped to the nearest pile, crouching behind the busted concrete pieces.

Another burst of gunfire drilled his eardrums. Rifle guy was shooting again at the ATV in the woods.

Buckle up. Von and Bear waited for a pause in the shooting and then ran to the next place of cover, a bigger heap of tumbled bricks closer to their target.

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