So many debts made to a man who hurt so many people. “Dowhat you need to do, Henry, but hiding Dennis Hill won’t help us find Wyatt. Iassume your CBI contact can have someone watching the clubhouse in ColoradoSprings?”
“Yes, but I don’t think they’ll risk taking him back there.It’s a two-and-a-half-hour drive, and there are plenty of cams along the way,”Elisa mused. “They’ll want to question him someplace close by. How far out oftown is this meet site?”
“Not far,” Henry replied. “About fifteen minutes north ofhere. But you can’t go. Let Nate do his job. I wouldn’t want…”
His gaze trailed to Sabrina. Henry wouldn’t want Sabrina tosee what could have happened to Wyatt and the deputies. Sawyer didn’t want iteither. He glanced around. It was time to make some decisions. “I think itwould be best if Elisa takes Sabrina to her place for a while.”
Sabrina’s eyes went wide, and she dropped his hand. “Not onyour life.”
“I was thinking more about yours and what Wyatt would do ifhe was the one standing here. I think he would try to get you somewhere safe.”Sawyer couldn’t stand the thought of fucking up and getting her hurt or killed.But he also hated the thought of choosing for her. Letting some man send heroff for her own safety wasn’t exactly who Sabrina was. It wasn’t who he’dfallen in love with. “I owe it to Wyatt, don’t I?”
“You need to figure out what you think is best. Wyatt isn’there. He’s not the man I’m dealing with, and I don’t want you sitting aroundwondering what he would do. Yes, he would try to send me away for my own good.It’s the part of him I find least attractive.”
There was a wealth of warning in those words. He needed toanswer his woman properly or he would get his ass crated alongside Bella.
What would he do? He would let her choose. “What do you wantto do, Teach? I’m worried about being so isolated here. We could move down tothe valley and I would feel more comfortable. There are always people movingaround the valley. And we would be close to your sister.”
She studied him for a moment and then went on her toes,brushing her lips across his. “That sounds like a reasonable plan. I concur.”She kissed him once more and stared up at him. “Thank you.”
She was a part of the team. She was the best fucking part ofthe team. He would never sit her on the bench. “None needed. Go and pack a bag.I’ll come in soon and grab Bella’s food and her crate. Henry can give us a rideback down the mountain. I need to call and make sure Lark knows what’s goingon.”
He would have her close the bar for the night. And for theimmediate future. He wouldn’t give Wayne a shot at his employees, and he wasgoing to spend all his efforts to watch Sabrina and keep her safe. He mentallywent through his accounts and felt like he could still pay them. For now.
Sabrina walked into the cabin.
“I think we should wait and escort you down,” Elisa said.“You’ll be safe in her cabin. Which apparently is also your cabin.”
The rental. He’d almost forgotten about it. Her rental cabinwas the reason they were here. He was going to have to thank the ghost.
He kind of hoped there wasn’t a ghost.
“My grandfather owned several properties around town and tencabins around the area,” Sawyer explained. “In addition to the bar. I guess Ihadn’t realized how much work it really was until Wyatt took some of it off myshoulders.”
He couldn’t lose Wyatt.
“We’re going to get him back,” Elisa promised. “They won’tkill him. Not until they figure out how to find Dennis Hill.”
“Which they won’t, and then they’ll march back in and starttorturing him again.” Henry moved to stand beside Elisa. “I know it sounds bad,but all we can care about now is that he’s alive when we find him. If he’s theman I think he is, he’ll suffer through anything as long as it means gettingback home. I should know. I’ve been in this position. I was the one withinformation someone wanted, and they didn’t care how they got it. WatchSabrina. They’ll want her. She’s the one who can get him talking.”
“I’m shutting down until we’re safe again.” Every word Henryuttered made Sawyer think he was doing the right thing. He turned to Elisa.“But I’m going to ask you to keep me in the loop. Don’t hide things from us. Iwant to help. I know these guys.”
Elisa nodded, glancing back where Van and Hale were standingclose to Poppy, both men watching the area around them.
She’d obviously trained them well. Elisa ensuring her menknew what to do was one of the reasons they would be safe in the valley.Everyone in the valley looked after each other. He loved his mountain home awayfrom everyone, but it was good to know when he was vulnerable, he could shiftdown to the valley for a while and still be in a place he called home.
He wasn’t alone. He could depend on these people. If hecalled Lucy or River or Ty they would come running to help him.
He totally fucking blamed Sabrina because this feelingwelling inside of him had to be emotion, and he didn’t have those. Or he didn’tuse to. Had it been meeting Sabrina that kicked him into rolling down thishill? Or had Wyatt been the one to start the slow roll to Emotion Town? Hehuffed because he knew where it had started.
When he hadn’t been able to leave Bella behind. When he’ddecided another creature’s needs were slightly more important than his need tostay where he was, to hide in the numbness that had come with losing hisgrandfather and then his brothers leaving and not coming home. For years after,he’d taken refuge in his reputation, shoving anyone away because all people didwas disappoint a man.
And then Bella had stared at him with those big innocenteyes, her tail half wagging like she wanted to think she’d found a good placewith him but she couldn’t quite believe it. It might have been the droopingtail wag that sealed his fate because something had opened in him when he’dtaken her home.
A door. A door leading him to the future. A tiny crack Wyatthad pushed a little further, and Sabrina had blown the hinges off of.
Sometimes all it took to find your way out of darkness was asingle crack of light.
Holy hell, he was never going to admit it to anyone butsomehow his inner voice had gone all soft on him.