He thought he was stopping for a stray dog in the snow-until he saw what she was hiding beneath her body

good in a crisis,” she said.

Cal almost smiled. “That’s not the same as being good at this.”

“No,” she said. Her gaze moved to the dog curled by the fire. “But tonight, it may be enough.”

After she left, Cal stepped onto the porch and called the sheriff’s office again. The roads were getting worse. A deputy would come out in the morning to document the continue reading …