Duty To Protect. Roxanne Rustand

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       He tapped the insulated coffee mug in the center divider. “It’s cold now, but you could pretend.”

       “Y-you said you stopped in Sterling. Are you going to Montana?”

       “Eventually.”

       She looked up at him in alarm. “Eventually?”

       “Why, are you heading for someplace special?”

       She didn’t answer. Pulling off her thin leather gloves, she blew on her hands and rubbed them together.

       “Maybe we could start with a name. That oughta be easy. I’m Jake Kincaid. And you are…”

       “Emma,” she whispered after a long silence. “Emma…White.”

       If that was her name, he’d eat his Stetson, but at least it was a start. “Okay, Emma White. How come you stowed away in my trailer? All you had to do was ask for a ride.”

       Her answering laugh was bitter. “And you would have picked up some stranger, just like that, and risk being robbed. Or worse.”

       Raising an eyebrow, he dropped his gaze to the rifle in her hands. “Looks like that might be happening anyway.”

       She stared at the weapon as if it had turned into a rattler, then she leaned it against her door. “No.”

       “That man in Ogallala said he was looking for a woman wanted for murder. Despite your first answer, I’m guessing he was hunting for you. Am I wrong?”

       After a long silence, she finally nodded. “If that was who I think it was, he told you a flat-out lie. If he caught me, I’d be the one who was dead.”

       “He said the authorities were after you too, lady.”

       She shivered. “If you think they’re all good people, you’re naive.” She stared pensively through the windshield at the swirling snow, as if debating about what to say. “That was…um…my ex-boyfriend.”

       “Now, why would you be chasing off in weather like this, if you weren’t on the run from some serious charges? Seems to me you’d want to pick a nicer day. And maybe it would have been easier to just tell him to get lost.”

       She flicked a quick, pained glance at him, not quite meeting his eyes, then she looked away. “I know you can’t relate. But tell me what you’d do, if you were a woman and an abusive man was threatening to tear you apart. Randy is a big guy, and when he starts drinking, he gets violent. Once, he even kicked in the door of my apartment. I always tried to stay out of his way. But it never worked in the past, and this time he came after me with a gun.”

       Jake cocked an eyebrow. “How did you get mixed up with someone like that?”

       She shuddered. “It was the biggest mistake of my life. Believe me.”

       “Why didn’t you leave a long time ago?” He’d been involved in far too many domestic calls when he’d worked as a deputy in western Wyoming. He knew the answer already—leaving could be as dangerous as sticking around. But something just didn’t ring true in this woman’s voice.

       “I tried once. He swore he’d track me down and kill me if I tried to leave town.” She visibly shuddered. “And this time he was so out of control that I knew he’d do it if I stayed. I had to run.”

       “Did he hurt you?”

       “Not yet. I…hitchhiked as far as that truck stop, and when I saw he’d caught up with me, I knew my only choice was to run, or die. So I hid in your trailer.”

       Jake had no doubt that she was frightened, but not for the reasons she gave. He could see she was lying in the way she fidgeted and avoided meeting his eyes. Mentally reviewing what she’d just said, he rested a wrist on the top of the steering wheel and studied the falling snow.

       “Sooo…if I make a phone call and check out your story, my sources will back you up?”

       “I don’t know.” She slumped against the seat, her voice weary.

       “What about previous assault charges against him? Would I find some of those?”

       Her gaze darted to his, then skated away again. “I never dared. It’s a small town, and Randy’s brother is a cop. Even if I’d called 9-1-1 and had him arrested, Randy would’ve been back on my doorstep in no time, and I don’t even want to know what would’ve happened then.”

       “Restraining orders?”

       “Like I said, I was afraid to take the first step. With him, a court order would be like waving a red cape in front of a bull.” She sighed heavily. “For all I know, Randy and his brother have trumped up charges against me, just to make sure that someone, somewhere, will arrest me and send me back home.”

       If her words hadn’t sounded so rehearsed, he might have believed her. Than again, maybe it was a situation she’d been mulling over for a long time. “So you’re telling me that you don’t want me calling the cops.”

       “Look, I know you don’t know me. I’m really sorry about pointing a gun at you, but I’m honestly a nice person, and all I’m asking is that you not do that. If you can just give me a ride to the next town, I can start making my way to Montana.”

       “What town?”

       “Deer Lodge.”

       “You have relatives there?”

       She hesitated, then shook her head.

       “You aren’t sure, or you just don’t know them?” He thought a moment. “Or maybe you have someone there on a semipermanent basis?”

       “What?”

       “Temporary housing at the Montana State Prison?”

       “No! I…I’m just going to start over, that’s all. And that’s all you need to know about me.”

       “So if I drop you off at the next town, what then? Do you have money for a bus ticket, or are you going to stow away in the next horse trailer you see?”

       She drew herself up. “I’ll be fine.”

       “Right. Do you have any money? Credit or debit cards?”

       Again, the flicker in her gaze. “I’m set. And I’m not your responsibility, so don’t worry about it.”

       And that was the kicker in this whole, strange and unexpected deal. Responsibility.

       He’d felt the weight of the world on his shoulders when he’d worked in law enforcement…and one case in particular still haunted him. He and the rest of the department had put in sixteen-hour days, trying to solve a serial rapist case that had terrified women throughout the county. In the meantime, four more women were attacked…including his sister’s best friend.

       Could he blithely ignore the possibility that this woman was in real danger? The thought cut through him like a switchblade СКАЧАТЬ