child. He said if
she ever came to me that I was to trust and help her.”
“You know what she is?” Trip appeared as
shocked as she felt. He simply stared at his friend as if
frozen.
“ Nagi Howiwacipi …the ghost
dancer.” He gave Shye a piercing stare. “You are Shadow.”
They sat in stunned silence for a while,
sipping coffee. No one said a word as the revelation sunk in. She
pondered all the connections. Never did she think that by hitching
a ride with this hot rebel biker that he’d be chasing a man who was
connected to Carter. And then find out that Trip’s best friend, an
older man who lives an eccentric life in the Black Hills was the
adopted son of an esteemed chief. The correlations simply blew her
away.
Finally Trip broke the silence. “What about
our plan to take Draven out so he can’t kill Carter before Shye
gets her farm back?”
“Look at her. Have you ever seen more fire in
a woman? She’s on a mission and she doesn’t intend to fail. We at
least owe her the courtesy of hearing her out.”
Shye tensed while waiting for his
response.
“You’re right. I’ve been obsessed with
catching Draven for so long it makes me blind at times.”
Remle gave him an approving nod. “Time to
fall back and regroup. What do you have in mind, Miss Shye?”
“I’m going to shift the target,” she stated
without hesitation. “That dirt bag has put me and Trip in
everyone’s crosshairs. When I’m done, he’ll take my place on the
wanted list.”
“Are you going to rob the bank again?” Trip
asked.
“Just a little. I’m going to do exactly what
they don’t expect. Carter thinks I’ll be on the run. Now is the
perfect time to strike.” She smirked. “I need some help.”
Chapter Four
“I try not to speak when I’m in another
person’s shadow because my voice doesn’t change and it just feels
weird,” she told Trip as they sat parked on the outskirts of town.
“So don’t get freaked out when I walk up to you as Mike
Carter.”
“Make sure you show me the feathers so I know
it’s you, babe.” His hands trailed up and down her bare arms. “You
do realize how many things can go wrong with this plan?”
Shye stood firm. “I didn’t ride two hours in
the blazing heat to fail. Trust me, when I’m done nobody will even
be looking our way.”
“I trust you.”
“No matter what happens, don’t ride into
town. I don’t want anyone spotting you. It’s absolutely crucial
that you and I are not seen this time, okay, baby?”
“I’ll be right here. Be careful.”
“Always.” She offered him a warm smile. “I
love you.”
He accepted her kiss, sweeping his arms up
her back and into her hair. They clung to each other for a couple
intense moments locked in a heated exchange of unspoken desire.
Nothing had ever thrilled her more than working with high power
weapons until this hotter-than-hell biker rode into her life.
“Time for some fun.” She eased from his arms
before leaving him parked behind a thick cluster of trees.
Keeping one eye on the streets and the other
to her front, she slunk along the edge of town using her combat
training to remain undetected by using trees, shrubs, buildings or
anything available to conceal herself.
Brace yourself, Carter, you’re going
down!
She reached a phone booth behind the
drugstore without any trouble. After dialing the number to the
bank, she cupped one hand over the receiver. “This is Sherriff
Roone’s secretary.” She kept her voice low and muffled. “We just
apprehended Shye Halayi and the Sherriff thought Mr. Carter might
want to come in during the interrogation in case he has any
questions.”
“Oh I am sure he will,” the teller replied,
excitement evident in her voice. “I have a few questions myself for
the wench.”
“He should get here as soon as possible.”
“We’re on our way.”
“I’m sorry, miss, but only Mr. Carter will be
permitted. This investigation is not open to outside parties.