Showdown in West Texas. Amanda Stevens

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      “That stinks for you, then.”

      “Tell me about it. I’m still holding out some hope I’ll be able to make it on time,” Cage said as he took another drink of his beer. “The mechanic at the garage is on his way to Redford now to pick up a part for me.”

      “You mean Lester?”

      “Yeah, that’s him.”

      Frank’s eyes twinkled. “How much did you have to pay him?”

      “What makes you think I paid him?”

      “Because Lester never does anything out of the kindness of his heart. So, how much?”

      “Fifty up front and fifty when he returns with the part.”

      Frank whistled. “That was a big mistake, Cage. You never give Lester anything up front. He gets a little coin in his pocket, you’ll be lucky if you see him by the end of the week.”

      “Damn.”

      “Damn is right. Might as well have another beer while you wait. I doubt you’ll be doing any driving today.”

      “I don’t suppose there’s a rental car place in town?” When Frank shook his head, Cage said, “What about a bus?”

      “Last westbound Greyhound left two hours ago.”

      Cage flipped open his cell phone. “What’s up with the signal around here?”

      “We’re in a dead zone,” Frank said.

      “How the hell can you be in a dead zone? You’re out in the middle of nowhere. The signal should be able to travel for miles.”

      “I’ve been told it has something to do with electromagnetic currents in the air.”

      “Personally, I think it’s the aliens,” a female voice said behind Cage.

      He turned to see the blond woman he’d met earlier in front of the post office. For a moment, he flattered himself into thinking she’d come in especially to see him, but then she went around the bar and kissed Frank on the cheek before grabbing an apron from a nearby hook. As she tied it around her slender waist, she gave Cage another one of those knowing smiles.

      “See? I told you this place had the coldest beer in town.”

      “Never mind that we’re the only place in town,” Frank said.

      “All the more impressive that we maintain our rigid standards.”

      Cage hadn’t noticed before the way her lips turned up slightly at the corners, or the way her eyes crinkled when she smiled. She really was a very pretty woman.

      “So, E.T. or undocumented workers?” he asked, deciding a little flirtation wouldn’t do any harm. As long as he was stuck here, he might as well make the wait pleasant.

      “Excuse me?”

      “You said aliens were responsible for the cell phone blackout around here,” he reminded her.

      Frank laughed. “That would be E.T.,” he said. “Sadie here drives out to the desert every night with a lawn chair and a six-pack hoping for her very own close encounter.”

      “Ha-ha, very funny,” she said as she took a rag and started wiping down the already spotless bar. “I happen to like watching the desert sky. It’s beautiful, and you’d be amazed at some of the things you can see out there.”

      An argument erupted behind them, and Sadie’s smile faded as her gaze shot to the table in the corner. But when Cage started to turn, she put her hand on his arm and said softly, “Nah-uh, hon. Best to mind your own business around here.”

      “I find it best to do that most everywhere,” Cage said.

      She nodded. “Smart man.”

      Someone from the table called out her name. She and Frank exchanged a quick look before she rounded the bar and hurried over to the table.

      Cage watched in the mirror as a tall, dark man with a ponytail down his back rose from the table and took Sadie’s arm. She flung off his hand and said something in Spanish, her tone furious. A chortle rose from the group, and she shot a murderous look at the whole table.

      “Perros mugrientos,” she muttered as she came back over to the bar.

      “Everything okay?” Cage asked.

      She shrugged.

      “Boyfriend trouble?”

      “Husband,” she said with an apologetic smile.

      Cage’s gaze dropped to her left hand.

      “I don’t wear a ring,” she said. “It drives Sergio crazy.”

      “From now on, take the family squabbles outside,” Frank said. “I don’t want any trouble in here.”

      “You were asking for trouble the minute you agreed to let them meet here,” she warned angrily.

      “Why don’t you just take the rest of the day off?” Frank said. “I can handle things here.”

      Sadie glared at him. “No way. I’ll tell you the same thing I just told Sergio. I’m not leaving until I’m damn good and ready. Or until you fire me.”

      “You know I’m not going to fire you,” Frank said wearily.

      “Then let me stay and do my job. You won’t have any more trouble. Not from Sergio. I’ll make sure of that.” She turned to Cage with a weak smile. “Sorry about the floor show.”

      He shrugged. “We’ve all got problems.”

      “Another beer?”

      “I need to find a phone first.”

      “There’s a pay phone in the back.” She waved a hand in the general vicinity. “Need some quarters?”

      “I’ve got a credit card, but thanks.”

      She picked up his cell phone and slipped it into the pocket of her apron. When he lifted a questioning brow, she grinned. “Insurance, so you don’t get the bright idea of skipping out on your bill.”

      “She’s only half joking,” Frank said.

      “Don’t worry, I’ll be back. But you do realize that thing is pretty much worthless around here.”

      Cage knew he was the focus of attention from the men at the table, and he sized them up as best he could from the corner of his eye as he headed toward the back. Three young Hispanics and two middle-aged Caucasians. All thugs, by the looks of them, but Cage wasn’t about to involve himself in whatever shady dealings they were plotting. All he wanted to do was get his car running and make tracks for El Paso, the sooner the better.

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