Hot Shot Hero Hostage - Chapter 4
It had to be a trap. What else could it be? But even knowing that wouldn’t stop Sam from going to make sure her husband wasn’t in peril. She’d nearly lost him once, when that arsonist had knocked him out with a crowbar and almost burned him alive in an alley in Northern Lakes. But Braden had saved his own life as well as the life of the arsonist who’d tried to kill him. That was the kind of man he was. Her heroic hotshot.
She wasn’t about to lose him now.
Not if she could help it.
With the gun grasped tightly in her hand, she vowed to do her best to help her husband. Like she had when the Northern Lakes arsonist had tried the first few times to kill the hotshot superintendent because he’d turned him down for a position on the elite team.
She would help Braden now like she had then. Unless she was too late.
She shoved that thought from her mind as she moved through the trees, keeping to the shadows of the tree trunks as dusk fell. It was going to be dark soon. She had to move quickly. She had to find the cabin where she’d been directed, where she was supposed to find her husband.
She had a feeling that only danger would await her there, though. Who could be behind this supposed hostage situation? The arsonist whose confession she’d just taken? How and when would he have set it up?
She’d had him under surveillance and now he was in custody. She’d suspected him. She hadn’t expected this.
But she should have. Braden had never really been free from threats since they’d met over six months ago. Because, as he’d been warned, someone on his team wasn’t who he thought they were. Who?
Was that person behind those texts? What better way to sabotage the team than to take out their superintendent? It would be like cutting off the head of the snake. The rest of the Huron Hotshot team wouldn’t be able to function without him.
And even though they hadn’t been together long, Sam wasn’t certain she could function without him either. While she’d always been tough and independent, she had quickly come to rely on him in ways she never had anyone else. He reminded her of the mundane things she would forget, like doctor checkups and paying her car insurance. And he acted as her sounding board, helping her solve her cases.
She trusted him as she never had anyone before him.
He had to be okay, and she had to make sure he stayed that way.
But right now, night swallowed the last glow of dusk, plunging her into total darkness, which was how she felt—like she was walking blindly into danger.
Into a trap…