The Outpost (Jamison Valley Book 4) by Devney Perry

Author:Devney Perry [Perry, Devney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A Jamison Valley Series novel, 4
Publisher: Devney Perry
Published: 2017-11-06T18:30:00+00:00

Early the next morning, the hotshot crew was in a subdued mood. As the first ray of sun lit the sky, they all roused from their simple beds and started packing up camp. Beau and I woke early too, anxious to see our visitors—one individual in particular—gone.

As his crew cleaned up the fire pit, loaded bags and repacked their vehicles, Dylan sat in the passenger seat of one truck with his head tipped back and his eyes closed. One entire side of his face was red and swollen from where Beau had clobbered him. I tried but couldn’t summon a single ounce of sympathy for the asshole. Dylan had deserved that hit and the pain he’d be feeling for the next few days.

When the crew was loaded and ready to leave, Beau, Michael and I stood in a row, saying good-bye to the team. Michael promised to visit the guys that lived in Bozeman after forest fire season was over. Beau praised each and every one of the men for the hard work they’d put forward on this fire. And I plastered on a smile, doing my best to ease the worry etched on the men’s faces as they apologized on Dylan’s behalf.

As the crew’s trucks disappeared down the rough road, a mountain of tension went with them.

“How did the rest of the party go?” Beau asked Michael.

“Quiet. We pretty much all stared at the fire, then fell asleep.”

“Sorry,” I said. “I had a bad feeling about Dylan and shouldn’t have left the party alone.”

“Don’t apologize,” Beau said. “We all thought he was passed out. I wish I’d hit that fucker harder.”

“Down, boy,” I teased, touching his arm so his fists would unclench. He grumbled but relaxed.

Beau was right. I didn’t need to apologize. The fault was Dylan’s, but regardless, next time I would be more careful.

Wait, next time?

I hoped that was just a mental blip because I didn’t think I had it in me to fight off another Anton or Dylan. As promised, Beau had brought me my bear spray but I had no desire to learn how to use it. Hell, I hadn’t even considered using the spray last night. Instead I’d run into the dark woods, barefoot.

God, Sabrina. You’re worse than those stupid horror movie girls.

I pressed my lips together to keep my laughter inside. “I need more coffee,” I told the guys, turning to walk inside. I didn’t want to explain a sudden fit of giggles.

“So how are the supplies?” Beau asked, joining me in the kitchen a few minutes later.

I took a quick inventory of the cupboards and fridge. My food tubs had been mostly cleaned out last night at the party but I still had enough to last a while.

“I’ve got enough for at least a week by myself.”

“Okay. I need to get Michael back to town and check in at the office. I want to get my formal complaint in to Dylan’s boss as soon as possible. I really hate leaving you after all that shit last night but—”

“Go, I’m fine.

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