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sense. We
know Ice Man’s connected. We know he knows Hooks. And we know he
somehow manages to get word to Lopez’s crew every time a major drug
seizure is about to go down.”
    “ But they had a big bust
there just last week.”
    “ Yeah, Slater had a big bust. He’s the only
cop in three counties who’s managed to make a seizure in the last
two years. Lopez probably handed it to him on a silver platter in
exchange for looking the other way on everything else—like the
weapons trafficking going on right under his nose.”
    “ This is the sheriff we’re
talking about,” Bruce said, still sounding unconvinced.
    “ Think about it,” Colin
said. “It makes everything fit.” And it also put Holly smack dab in
the middle of a sensitive investigation.
    “ Who’s this witness again?
You said she’s from Bozeman?”
    “ She’s a florist up here
doing a wedding,” Colin said, growing increasingly worried as he
considered the problem. Holly had reported the shooting last night,
which meant the sheriff’s office knew exactly who she was, right
down to her home address.
    She wasn’t safe in
Bozeman—not if Ice Man and the sheriff were one and the
same.
    Colin scanned the area,
looking for a pretty brunette in an oversized leather jacket. Where
the hell was she? His gaze landed on the glassed-in reception room
with a view of the waterfall that gave the town its name. He
spotted the wedding coordinator just outside the door.
Tuxedo-wearing staffers were rushing in and out, setting things
up.
    Well, they were going to
have to do the rest without Holly. She wasn’t going to like it, but
that was too bad.
    “ I need to go,” Colin said.
“I need to get Holly out of here.”
    “ Who?”
    “ The witness.”
    Brakes squealed and Colin
turned around. A gray Tahoe peeled away from the building and went
roaring down the drive.

Chapter Four
    Holly bit down on the gag,
fighting the urge to retch at the sour taste of it. Her cheek was
pressed against the cold floor of the vehicle and a heavy weight on
her legs prevented her from moving.
    “ I’ll be at the juncture in
ten minutes,” the man said to someone over the phone. Holly
strained to listen over the pounding of her heart. “What the hell
do you think? I couldn’t just pop her there in the
driveway.”
    They hit a bump and Holly’s
head knocked against metal. She stifled a reaction. She didn’t want
this man—the same guy who’d approached her in the parking lot
yesterday—knowing she was awake. If he thought she was still out
cold, she’d have a better chance of doing… something. She didn’t
know what yet, but she was desperately trying to put together a
plan.
    Why hadn’t she had her guard
up? When she’d stepped out of the reception room to get the last
load of flowers, she’d heard someone behind her. She’d turned to
look, never expecting to see the man from the parking lot lunging
for her. He’d touched her with something—probably a Taser—and it
was like stepping on a live wire. Next thing she knew, she was
being loaded into a cargo space like a sack of potatoes.
    Holly squeezed her eyes shut
and tried to envision her surroundings. The floor was metal. There
were no seats back here, and she was surrounded by bags of animal
feed. But her nose told her there was something else back here,
too. The distinctive scent of gun oil—a smell she’d always
associated with her dad when he’d come back from the firing
range—floated around her, and she knew she was being transported
with a cache of weapons.
    Holly’s heart raced. A sour
lump rose up in her throat and she struggled to swallow it down so
it wouldn’t choke her. Obviously, this man was armed. She wasn’t.
And her hands were zip-cuffed behind her back, making it impossible
for her to defend herself. What was she going to do when he got
wherever he was going and opened those doors?
    Colin.
    She thought of the
determined look on his face when he’d left the cabin last night.
She