Page 39 of Trapped with the Covert Ops Soldier

Good idea. She dug her cellphone out of her pocket and punched in the number. A woman answered.

“Cecilia, I need the Sheriff.”

“He’s not in the office, Abby.”

“Well, what’s his cellphone number?”

“I can’t give that out, dear. You know that.”

“I just got shot at again. I really need to talk to him.”

“Oh, no. Well, that’s different. All right, how about if I call him with your number and he calls you?”

“Whatever will work.” She gave Cecilia her number and hung up.

Twenty seconds of tires screeching, sharp stomach-churning turns and the certainty she’d have a whole new set of bruises from rolling around with two duffel bags in the back of Smitty’s Jeep later, her cell phone rang.

“Sheriff?”

“What the hell is going on, Abby?” he yelled.

“Someone decided to put a bullet hole in my front door. Though I believe they were aiming for my head again.”

“Geez Louise. Where are you now?”

“Flying about thirty miles an hour over the speed limit on our way to my folk’s place.”

“That soldier of yours, is he driving?”

“Well, I’m sure as hell not. I’m hiding under our duffel bags in the back of the Jeep.”

“Good, stay there. I’ll go over to your grandmother’s house and see if the bullet matches the one from the first scene.”

“Don’t forget to lock the door when you’re done.”

“Call me before you leave your parent’s place or have that Navy SEAL call me.”

“He’s not a SEAL, but yeah, we’ll call.”

“Did he call meNavy?” Smitty sounded either incredulous or insulted, she couldn’t tell which.

“He called you a lot of things, including a moron for driving so fast.”

“Nah, you’re the one calling me a moron.”

He took a corner so fast both duffel bags rolled over her, shoving her against the front seats.

“Slow down before you kill us!”

“I will as soon as we get a few miles from town.”

“How great a range do you think the sniper has?”

“Don’t know. That’s the problem.”

What could she say to that?

She fell silent and watched the world go by much too fast for a minute or two. Then he slowed down a little.

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