when Darien's cell phone rang. He wasn't surprised to see Tom's cell number and assumed Lelandi's siste

om yelled into the pho

pt from his chair

. Hastings Bed-

heart hammered his ribs as he an

from the tavern must be on his heels. While he raced toward the hotel, his muscl

ht flashed across his mind t

he hollered to Jake, clarifyin

arien, w

rien berated himself that he'd put Tom's life

he jerked it off his bel

been

e are

" Tom quit

d Jake stopped dead. "Tom? Tom!" Silence. "Armed gunman somewhere near

gray suit-the usual attire for Silver Town's bank

ts or regular

went

rsed and quickened his run toward Hastings. "Careful, m

the front of the B&B. Then he, Jake,

s Tom?" Jake aske

d out

whoever the

r blazed through Darien's veins as he an

ed head, his eyes dazed. "Where'd she g

ne of them handed him a handkerchief. Crouching next to his brother, Darien lifted his h

bullet, but it hurts like hell." To

came runnin

pocket. "No sign of the girl or the gunman." He arched a

o, Darien looked a

ifted and he squinted his eyes

e twisted his gut. Issuing the next order took all his strength, when he wanted more t

ip quality. Applying pressure to the wound, he hoped Doc Oliver would hurry, because no matter how much he told himself othe

atience he shouted, "Wher