Tested by Fire. Kathryn Springer

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      Still, the temptation to make the guys eat their ASP batons was great.

      The officers drifted away when the session was over, and Finn approached him while he was packing up his materials.

      “Thank you. Your presentation was great.”

      He shrugged off her praise. “Part of the job. And now I owe Seamus one less favor.”

      “He never worked here, but you’d think he’d run the department at one time,” Finn said. “He and Chief Larson are golfing buddies.”

      Another interesting tidbit of information that might explain why Finn was hired, John thought. He slowed his movements, waiting for the room to clear.

      “Go ahead and take my car home,” Finn said. “I’ll get dropped off at the end of my shift anyway.” She handed him her keys.

      “Thanks.”

      Mike Alloway appeared in the doorway. “Kelly, I need you to mail some evidence to the crime lab. Think you can find your way to the post office?”

      “No problem.” Finn smiled sweetly.

      “Great presentation, Agent Gabriel,” Mike said. “Chief Larson was hoping we could set up another one with you.”

      “I should be able to do that.” John read the officer’s name on the silver tag under his badge and remembered it. It had sounded like he’d been teasing Finn with his question about the post office, but it was hard to tell.

      So, some of the guys obviously didn’t accept Finn as an equal. That was clear enough. But was she so thin-skinned that it would take such an obvious toll on her? One that had caused Seamus to get him involved?

      Chapter Five

      The telephone rang, waking Finn up from a sound sleep. She fumbled for it in the dark, her gaze already focusing on her grandparents’ house. The last time she had gotten a phone call in the middle of the night, Seamus had had another heart attack.

      “Hello?”

      “Finn, it’s Donna at the P.D. There’s another fire and they need some extra people on.”

      Finn closed her eyes in relief at the sound of the dispatcher’s voice.

      “Sure.” She glanced at the clock beside the bed and almost groaned. Two in the morning. “I’ll drive myself in.”

      “Go right to Fifth and Walnut,” Donna directed briskly.

      Finn pulled out a clean uniform shirt and pants and dressed quickly. Fifth and Walnut. She sent up a prayer of thanks that it wasn’t a residential area. She walked quickly toward the garage, rounded the corner and bumped into something solid.

      “Finn?”

      “John.” She stepped back. “What are you doing out here?”

      He didn’t answer. “Where are you going?”

      “They called me back in to work because there’s a fire.”

      “How much sleep have you had?”

      “Three hours,” Finn said, already moving toward her vehicle.

      “I’ll tag along.”

      “That’s not necessary.” She paused when she glanced up and saw his expression. “All right. Suit yourself.”

      The address the dispatcher had given Finn was just past the downtown business district, and as they got closer, the crimson glow from the burning building was visible from two blocks away. Black smoke billowed into the sky, shielding the stars from view.

      Finn searched for a familiar face and finally saw Wes Garrett moving along the perimeter. He didn’t look very happy to see her.

      “Kelly, we’ve got a bunch of people who’d rather watch this building burn than sleep. Can you believe it? Tape the driveway and then stand here to make sure no one gets past. There’s a reporter from the newspaper already trying to squeeze in.”

      “What happened?” Finn had to lift her voice above the noise of the fire hoses pumping water. Already her eyes were watering and she could taste the smoke.

      “We’re not sure, but the fire inspector has been called and he’ll be here shortly. There’s a bunch of stuff stored in this warehouse—maybe something flammable. Who knows?” Suddenly, Wes noticed John Gabriel standing several feet behind Finn. “Hi, John. Felt like losing a little sleep, too, huh? Kelly, make yourself at home—you’ll be here a while.” He disappeared into the hazy darkness.

      For a moment, Finn just stared at the blaze. There was a panicked cry from the bystanders when one of the walls caved in, but the firefighters were clear. Most of the people watching were still in their pajamas. Finn scanned the faces of the onlookers until her gaze rested briefly on one of them. It was a young male, tall and thin, his shoulders slightly slumped. Even from the distance that separated them, Finn thought she recognized Ricky Calhoun. She took a few steps toward him, but the wind shifted and smoke poured between them. When she got close enough to recognize individual faces, the person she had thought was Ricky had disappeared.

      “Is something wrong?” John was at her shoulder, so close that his breath stirred her hair.

      “No, I just thought I saw someone I know.” She peered into the darkness, hoping for another glimpse of him. “I guess not. I better get this tape up.” She remembered the careless way Ricky had flipped the cigarette into the street when their paths had crossed. She knew the Calhouns lived several miles outside of Miranda Station in one of the most expensive subdivisions. Their home was brand-new and the showcase of a successful businessman. Given the warehouse’s location, it was interesting that Ricky would be one of the bystanders at the fire.

      Two hours later, the blaze was out and daylight was soaking into the horizon. Finn was exhausted. The building was a total loss.

      “Gone,” she murmured. “The devastation is incredible, isn’t it?”

      “Yes, it is,” John agreed tightly.

      She heard the change in his tone and looked at him, then guessed what he was thinking.

      “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize…”

      “How can you not realize?” he asked, his eyes narrowed. “Don’t you see the scar? Everyone else does.”

      Finn swallowed hard. His eyes glittered like emeralds and his voice was low, but his words cut into her like the flick of a whip. “I see the scars here.” She reached up and touched the front of his shirt. “These are the only ones I see.”

      He caught her hand and she felt the warmth of his skin. For a moment they stared at each other. Finn’s heart began to pound in an uneven rhythm.

      “I’m going to go back now,” he said, breaking the silence. “Don’t worry about Colin, I’ll let him out.”

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