Page 27 of The Hero She Loves
Owen turned. “Um…” He held up a cup. “I got you a cappuccino, too.”
It looked like the kid had softened toward him. “Thanks.” Park took the coffee.
“It’s a pretty weak thank you for saving my life.”
Park sipped, then held the cup up. “I’ve had worse thank yous.”
Owen nodded.
“And you’re welcome,” Park added.
They all sat at the table.
“Owen is heading out with some of the other marshals and state troopers. They’re forming search teams to search here, here, and here.” Jenna tapped areas surrounding Drifter Lake. “Whatever it takes, we’re going to find Olson. We need to flush him out.” Her mouth flattened. “He’s killed two good men, and I won’t let that stand.”
Owen nodded. “Let’s do this.”
Jenna glanced at Park. “You look serious.”
“Olson won’t make it easy.”
“I know, but we’re up for the challenge. Wecan’tlet him get away.” She glanced at Owen. “You warn the state troopers not to take any chances. I don’t want anyone else hurt.”
Owen nodded.
Then she rose. “I’m going to get my gear.” She stalked out of the conference room.
Park watched her stride away, filled with purpose. She was so damn dedicated. His hand curled into a fist.
Olson wouldn’t go down without a fight. Park would do everything he could to keep Jenna safe.
He wondered just how much this hunt would take out of them all.
Jenna packedthe gear in the back of the Tahoe. She had a personal bag, some camping gear, and general supplies.
“Ready?”
Park’s deep voice made her turn. Was she ready to be alone with a man who got to her in so many ways?
She’d spent years forging her career in a man’s world. Years doing her bit to make up for the evil her father had perpetrated. She’d vowed never to let anything, let alone a man, derail her. Vic had been a close call and a lesson. Still, it hadn’t taken her long to realize he’d hurt her pride and not her heart. She’d never been at risk of falling in love.
Yet, looking at Parker Conroy made her feel things.
She pulled in a deep breath. “I’m ready.”
He grabbed her arm. “Don’t worry. We’ll find him.”
She nodded. “I’m just worried who he’ll hurt before we do.”
“Hopefully, he stays well clear of people until we run him down.” Park paused. “You driving?”
She nodded.
Without a reply, he got into the passenger seat. Well, a man who wasn’t going to fight her to drive. Parker was a rare breed.
Soon, they were on the road. She fiddled with the radio. “I suppose you like country or rock.”
“I don’t care. I have what you’d call an eclectic taste.”