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the chapel across the water. As he threw rocks into the lake and watched them sink to the bottom, he contemplated the downward spiral his life had taken.
    And he remembered the last time he and Alison had been here together. The night they’d made love.
    He shouldn’t have kissed her back at her shop, but the kiss had been so natural, so damn full of uninhibited passion that he’d forgotten the reason he’d returned to town. The reasons he’d broken things off with her.
    He’d nearly forgotten he couldn’t be with her again.
    Although it wasseven o’clock, the hot July sun was still beating down fiercely on his neck, and he swiped at the perspiration on his brow. A headache pulsed behind his eyes, due to the strain and the aftereffects of the head injury he’d suffered in the accident, so he lay back on the grassy hill and closed his eyes. Memories of his high school days, of football games and dances and Alison, floated in and out of his consciousness, and he finally drifted into a deep sleep. But in his sleep, he was suddenly thrust back into that last training maneuver, the simulated combat mission in theArizonamountains, the horrible accident…
    The sound of Josh’s panicked voice rang in his ears. “Caught his jet wash!”
    The third jet turned and flew left.
    Brady gritted his teeth. Josh was the best pilot he knew. He could handle it. “Hang in there, Shooter.”
    “No, not good,” Josh mumbled.
    “The bogey’s right on me,” Brady called. “Got to drop altitude.” He dropped and exhaled as the bogey zoomed ahead.
    Josh cursed. “Damn. My engines are down!”
    Brady glanced sideways and saw Josh’s fighter jet fly into a spin.
    Brady hung a right onto Josh’s tail. “Pull if up, man, pull it up.”
    “Can’t. Out of control.” The radio crackled. “This is bad … can’t get her back.”
    Brady saw the mountain coming at them. Josh’s plane’s belly skimmed a rocky peak, clipping one of the wings.
    “Lost the other engine!” Josh shouted. “Mayday! Mayday!”
    Brady had to do something, had to help his friend! But the bogey was coming back toward him. “Eject! Eject, Shooter! Hit the eject button.”
    Josh’s voice rasped out, “Can’t reach it.”
    “Dammit, man, eject now! And watch the canopy!”
    “Eject button malfunctioning!”
    Brady’s hands tightened on his own controls as Josh tried to crash-land, the jet shimmying wildly in its nose dive toward the valley. Another mountain came at Brady and he barely pulled up in time. The bogey pulled up and circled back. Josh hit the trees, skimmed along atop them, then plunged into the mountain.
    Brady grappled with his own aircraft. Seconds later, his heart pounding, he landed, barely missing a nearby military building on the edge of the mountain as he rammed into the forest. Even before the plane stopped completely, he was undoing his seat belt. The jet’s nose hit a tree and the impact threw him forward, his head slamming the control panel.
    Then he was fighting to get out, running across the terrain.
    Am explosion suddenly rent the air. The wing of Josh’s jet blew off and shards of metal slammed against his leg, knocking him to the ground. Another explosion shook the rocks, causing them to collapse. His foot was trapped, caught beneath the rubble. He yanked, tore at the debris, dragged his limb free. Pain shot through him. His leg was twisted and mangled, but he dragged himself forward. He clawed at the burning wreckage, frantically trying to pry open the door.
    Blood spurted from his arm; metal scalded his hands; pieces splintered, slammed into his head. He tried to crawl inside, but the wreckage was an inferno. Josh… God no!
    Brady jerked awake, trembling and sweating, the horror of Josh’s twisted body still vivid, his own screams ringing in his ears. Where was he? The lake? But he’d heard an explosion.
    Fireworks.
    The town had started their evening show with a burst of patriotic red and blue colors. He must have