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“Hi, Sheriff. Callie here. We’re in a bit of a jam, and Jackson needs to talk to you.”

Callie handed over the phone, then listened as Jackson apprised the sheriff of their situation and location. It took all she had not to peek over her seat in the car to see what was happening. Jackson’s ever-increasing speed gave her enough sense that it wasn’t good.

The sound of something hitting their car wasn’t good either.

“Jackson?”

“Callie, I need you to crouch down in front of the seat—wedge yourself in as tightly as you can and hold on to whatever you can find. It’s going to get bumpy, but you’ll be safer down there.”

Resisting the urge to look out the rear window, Callie unclasped the seat belt and slid to the floor. She curled herself into a ball. Jackson shrugged out of his jacket and tossed it down to her. “Pull this over you and try to use it to cushion your head.”

“What’s happening?” The tremors in her voice probably gave away her fear, but Callie was beyond caring.

“Someone fired at us.”