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plate on the van?”
    “The vehicle belongs to Tyler Farley.” He spoke with a slow Western drawl. “Farley and his pals are known hell-raisers but I wouldn’t have pegged them as assassins.”
    “Why not?”
    “Too many beers. Too few brains.”
    As Blake had thought, Farley and his friends weren’t pros. They hadn’t even been clever enough to disguise their license plate. “Do they live nearby?”
    “They’ve got a cabin about twenty minutes from here,” Kovak said. “I already sent one of my men to keep an eye on the place. And I’ve alerted the local hospitals and emergency clinics. They’ll call me if anybody shows up with a gunshot wound.”
    “Contact your man. See if he’s close.”
    While Kovak made his call, Blake considered the possibilities. Farley must have been hired to pull off that stunt at the drill site. If they arrested him and his pals, Blake was sure he could convince these backwoods bad guys to give up the name of the person they were working for. The dangerous complication came from their possession of a semiautomatic assault rifle that probably had an illegal magazine capacity under Colorado’s current gun laws.
    Kovak held up his cell phone. “My man is there. The van is parked out front, and all the lights in the cabin are on.”
    “Tell him not to engage until we get there,” Blake said. “If they leave, he should follow.”
    “Yes, sir,” Kovak said. “I’m thinking we can bring these boys in without firing a single shot.”
    Blake was glad to hear they were on the same page. As soon as Kovak finished his call, he said, “Let’s move. You take your car, and I’ll follow.”
    A flash of strawberry-blond hair zoomed up beside him. “I’ll ride with you.”
    Though she had a rifle in her hand, he wasn’t about to let Sarah ride shotgun. “We had an agreement,” he reminded her. “You stay safe, and I—”
    “I promise not to get in the way.” She looked toward Kovak. “Do you care if I tag along?”
    “Always glad to have your help, Sarah.”
    Blake tried one more time to dissuade her. “You can’t leave Emily here alone.”
    “I trust the twins to keep her safe. They’re spending the night.”
    She dangled Blake’s car keys from her fingers. “Should I drive?”
    Without a word, Blake took the keys and headed for the door. He could think of only one reason Sarah would leave her beloved B and B to go after the bad guys: she wanted to talk to him about the wedding. Cake orders and flower arrangements were the last thing on his mind.
    When he pulled away from the house, she fastened her seat belt and asked, “Have you talked to Jeremy yet?”
    “Not yet.”
    “Good, because when you do I hope you’ll tell him that the wedding plans shouldn’t be changed. Emily has her heart set on this ceremony.”
    “My decision about where the wedding should be held will be based on risk assessment,” he said coldly. “Protecting the general is my number one priority.”
    “But you’re also the best man,” she said. “That means it’s your job to make sure the bride and groom are both happy.”
    “Don’t tell me my job.”
    “For the bachelor party, are you planning to have a stripper? There’s a tavern in Carbondale where they have a lot of stag parties, and you might want to check with them.”
    This was one relentlessly bossy female. He muttered, “I can find my own stripper.”
    “I bet you can. And I wonder what’s your favorite type, the French maid or the naughty schoolgirl? Wait, I know. You’re a dominatrix man.”
    “Are you volunteering?”
    “I have my very own riding crop.”
    If she was trying to distract him, she’d succeeded. Though he kept his focus on Kovak’s taillights, Blake’s mind had wandered far away, visualizing long legs in fishnet stockings and a tight leather vest crisscrossing Sarah’s breasts. His vision was an act of pure imagination. He hadn’t seen enough of her body to know what she’d look like naked.
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