Saved by the Blizzard: A romantic winter thriller (Tellure Hollow Book 2) Read Online Free PDF Page A

jail cell, the minutes we should’ve been spending together in the cabin. Walt made several phone calls. When I told him that Noah was the one pressing the charges, he seemed to think he had to call up the special forces. I had no idea who was on this elite Tellure Hollow anti-Richards task force, but everyone he called seemed equally sure the Richards family was ruining the town.
    When I finally got him downstairs and in the cold truck, he glared up at the ski resort. “That asshole has them working on Christmas, if you can believe it. Angel Vista,” he spat. “ Powder Mountain was always closed on Christmas. It’s a day you should be spending with your family, you know?”
    I winced, remembering my dad all alone back home. When I called him on Christmas Eve, he’d told me about swapping duties with a friend so they could spend the day at home. “He’s got a young girl, looks like you a bit,” he’d said. “I couldn’t stand the idea that she wouldn’t have her daddy there when she was opening presents.” The knife twisted a little at the memory.
    “The only family he cares about is his own,” Walt continued to grumble, saving me from my thoughts. “We’ll show them we take care of our own here in Tellure Hollow.”
    I glanced at him, the venom in his voice surprising me. He really didn’t like these people. At all. Not that I could blame him. He continued his rant the entire way to the station, not really caring if I was there or not. Even through the gruffness, I could see a warm person who just felt like he’d been pushed too far. The fact that he was coming out to help Bryan spoke volumes enough for me.
    I pulled into the same spot Bryan had parked in originally, remembering the hot kiss we’d parted with before going inside. A second squad car was in the lot and I immediately remembered they’d gone out looking for Rick. I took a deep breath to calm my crazy beating heart. How could one morning be such a supreme mess?
    Confidently striding down the hall, ready for Walt to lay the smack down and get Bryan out, I found Dylan. The second cop looked me up and down as I approached, his mouth stopping just short of falling open. The poor kid looked at me like I was the first woman he’d ever laid eyes on. I was about to play it to my advantage, but unfortunately Walt cranked the aggression up from the start.
    “That boy back there hasn’t done a damn fool thing wrong and you know it. This is illegal what you’re doing, holding him in that cell!” he yelled, punctuating his words with a slap on the desk.
    Dylan held his hands up. “Whoa, whoa there, Walt. You know I wouldn’t do anything like that. The guy went willingly. He ain’t under arrest. Come on, let’s talk about this over here.” He led Walt to the back office leaving me and blondie alone at the desk.
    I made a show of unzipping my coat, leaning against the top of the counter. No, honest, I have no idea I’m pressing my chest against this ledge , I thought coyly. He blinked at me like his frontal lobe had just been wiped clean.
    I flashed him my best smile, glancing at his name badge. “Hey, Merry Christmas, Officer Hughes.”
    “Mmhmm Christmas,” he mumbled. Perfect. This is going to be too easy.
    “Were you the one who went out looking for that accident? Weren’t you scared to go alone?”
    It was like I could almost see his chest puff up with pride. “Well no, of course not. We’re trained for all sorts of different scenarios,” he said resting his hands on his hips.
    I nodded wide-eyed like it was the most fascinating thing in the world. “Did you find him? The guy who wrecked?”
    “Steve? Oh yeah,” he said with a wave of the hand. “He’s in the back resting. We’re trying to get a doctor or nurse in here to take a look at him but since it’s—”
    “Christmas, right...” I said looking down the hallway. It was the same direction I’d seen Dylan lead Bryan before I left. But he just said Steve, so it was