Unforgettable by Miles Cassie

Author:Miles, Cassie [Miles, Cassie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Tags: suspense
Publisher: Harlequin Intrigue
Published: 2011-05-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

If the marshals got their way, Jack would be cuffed and carted off, never to be seen again. Caitlyn refused to let that happen.

Her experience as a reporter in the world’s hot spots had taught her to talk her way around just about anything. She’d been the first journalist to wrangle an interview with an aging Afghani warlord who fought with the mujahideen. She’d interviewed politicians and generals, even faced a serial killer on death row. Argument was her battlefield. Words were her weapons.

She bolted from the car and launched her verbal attack at the two marshals. Though she spoke with authority, she wasn’t sure exactly what she’d said—something along the lines of legal and jurisdictional issues. “Danny was first deputy on the scene, which means he has custody. The Douglas County sheriff is responsible for this man.”

Still holding his rifle on Jack, the Texan drawled, “What in hell are you yapping about?”

“He’s ours,” she said.

Brandishing the handcuffs she’d removed from Danny’s wrists only moments ago, she opened the driver-side door and leaned inside. She whispered, “Let me handle this.”

Staring straight ahead, Jack sat with both hands gripping the steering wheel. He turned his head and met her gaze. A bond of trust stretched between them. He believed in her; he’d told her so. It was time for her to justify his confidence.

As she snapped a cuff on his right wrist, he muttered under his breath, “You’d better be right about this.”

“You should know by now. I’m almost always right.”

“Little Miss Know-It-All.”

When he stepped out of the car, she fastened the other cuff. Though she considered pressing the key into his palm so he could escape, she decided against it. Jack unchained was a force of nature, and she preferred a little finesse. The fewer bodies he left in his wake, the better.

Whirling, she faced the marshal from Texas. “Lower your weapon.”

Danny—the big, fat traitor—was out of the car and appeared to be gathering his strength to object, but his wife, Heather and a couple of ranch hands swarmed around him, determined to help him whether or not he wanted to be helped.

One of the ranch hands bumped the rifle, and Heather snapped at the marshal, “You heard Caitlyn. Put down your weapon before you accidentally shoot yourself in the foot.”

The Texan scowled but did as she said. His partner stalked around to their side of the car and spoke up. “Thanks for your help, folks. We’ve got it. This man is in our custody.”

“Where’s your warrant?” Caitlyn demanded.

“Don’t need one.” The gray-haired marshal produced his wallet and showed her his five-point star badge and his marshal credentials.

Caitlyn inspected his documents. “You’re Marshal Steven Patterson.”

“Correct.” His jaw was speckled with bristly white stubble, and his gray eyes were red-rimmed with exhaustion. “I’d appreciate if you’d step aside and let us do our job.”

“Is this man a criminal?”

“No.”

“Then why are you taking him?”

“He’s a witness,” Patterson said.

“A protected witness?”

“Correct.”

“Pointing a rifle in his face doesn’t seem like the best way to keep your witness safe,” she said.

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