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back. Try not to shoot me.”
    Then he disappeared.
    Kelsey huffed out a breath of annoyance. But she stayed put.
    The engine noise drew closer and closer until it was almost on top of them. It sounded like a truck, and it was moving fast. She heard the skid of tires on gravel as it took the bend in the road.
    The noise faded and Kelsey waited for Gage to reappear. Something fluttered behind her. Bats? Oh God, she hated bats. Spiders, snakes, bugs, no problems, but bats she could not abide. She closed her eyes and tried to push away the fear. Whatever bats lived here were probably out feeding. She’d probably just heard a bird. She took a deep, calming breath, which didn’t work because she recognized the pungent smell of guano. And then a high-pitched squeak, like fingernails on a blackboard. She squeezed her eyes shut as she imagined millions of bats lurking behind her in the dark.
    Her radio squawked to life and she snatched it off her belt. “Where are you?” she demanded.
    “I’m almost there. Holster your weapon.”
    She’d never unholstered it. “Hurry. I’m starving and I want to get home.”
    “Yes, ma’am.”
    She detected the sarcasm in his voice. Maybe he thought she was a pain in the butt. It was late, and Joe Quinn’s spoiled niece was getting cranky without her dinner.
    Kelsey didn’t care what he thought. She just wanted out of this damn mine shaft and away from these bats.
    “Hi.”
    His warm, low voice brought a wave of relief.
    “What was it?” she asked.
    “I’m not sure.”
    He took her by the arm and led her into the open air again. It felt dry and warm and smelled like mesquite trees instead of bat droppings.
    “So you didn’t see it?”
    “It was a truck,” he said, releasing her arm. “I saw it and then it disappeared.”
    “What do you mean it disappeared?”
    “One second it was there. Then a cloud passed in front of the moon and poof, nothing.”
    “ Poof? You mean like Harry Potter poof or is this some SEAL term I don’t know about?”
    “It was just gone,” he said, and she heard the wonder in his voice. “It was the damndest thing.”
    He got quiet then, and for a few moments all she could hear was his breathing. It had been a long time since she’d been this close to a man in the dark. And then it was back again, the question that had been dogging her since this afternoon. The same question that had been in the back of her mind as she’d directed students and talked to Sattler and sat alone in her camper, hunched over the mandible with a magnifying glass. The question of the decade, or at least of the summer.
    Just where, exactly, was Gage Brewer planning to sleep?

Four
     
    Gage awoke with a crick in his neck and a rumble in his gut. He squinted at the light streaming through the windshield and checked his watch. O640. He looked at Kelsey’s camper. If he guessed right, she’d be up shortly, getting ready to crack the whip on her soon-to-arrive students.
    As if on cue the door swung open. She stepped out and scanned the campsite, and her gaze met his across the hood of his truck.
    He pushed open the door and got out. His stomach growled again, reminding him of the bowl of homemade chili he’d refused last night, not just once but twice. He’d needed something to eat, yeah. But what he hadn’t needed was another minute alone with Kelsey Quinn and her strawberry-scented shampoo. He needed that torture like he needed a hole in his head.
    She walked over and planted her hands on her hips. “You slept in your pickup ?”
    He shook out his stiff legs and stretched his arms over his head.
    “Don’t you at least have a tent or something? You weren’t even lying down!”
    Gage didn’t bother to explain. He was a SEAL. He could sleep anywhere.
    He nodded at the purse slung over her shoulder. “Where’re we going?”
    “I’ve got some errands in town.”
    “Okay. Mind if I borrow your shower?” He glanced over her shoulder at the camper. He could have sworn