Page 70 of The Hero She Loves

Owen lifted his chin. “The ship was loaded in Valdez. It ran aground and spilled its cargo in Prince William Sound, and although hundreds of miles of coastline was affected, Valdez itself wasn’t.”

“Tell the pilot to get us there fast.” Jenna looked up at Park. “We’re closing in. We are not letting him get away.”

“Marshal Sheridan, I’d never bet against you.” His lips quirked. “I suspect you always get your man.”

“I do.”

But the hunt for Olson aside, she knew the man she really wanted was this one. This loner who held everything in. He was good and honorable, and lived with the scars of the things he’d seen and done. And had done to him.

She clenched her hands together and looked out the helicopter window. She barely saw the mountains below. She wondered if this time she’d get her man.

Now is not the time, Jenna. She pulled in a steadying breath.

Once Olson was in custody, then she’d turn her formidable skills onto Parker Conroy.

Soon the coastline came into view. Valdez was located up a fjord, the blue water ringed by wild mountains. It was beautiful.

“We’re coming into land,” Owen said.

Jenna spotted the airport. It was just outside the town.

“The troopers are meeting us with vehicles,” Owen said.

It wasn’t long before Jenna was leaping off the helicopter and striding toward one of the black SUVs waiting for them.

“Owen, I need you to stay here and coordinate with the state troopers.”

He jerked to a halt. “I want to help chase down Olson.”

“I know. I need you to get a roadblock set up on the highway out of Valdez. And talk to the harbormaster, and stop any boats leaving.”

He pressed a hand to the back of his neck.

“I know you want to be in the action, but this is important.”

He nodded. “I’m on it.”

She slid into the driver’s seat, and Park climbed into the passenger seat beside her.

“The Subaru was spotted parked downtown,” Owen said. “Not far from the boat harbor.”

She nodded and studied the map of Valdez. “This ends today.”

Her fellow marshal nodded. “Be careful. Both of you.”

Jenna started the engine and pulled out.

Soon, they drove into the town, passing under a large arch that proclaimed,Valdez, Alaska. The town wasn’t big, with wide streets and buildings spaced out. If she hadn’t been so focused on finding Olson, she would have taken more time to admire the stunning mountains that ringed the water.

She drove past the harbor, noting all the docks filled with boat slips. Hundreds of boats bobbed on the water. She turned into the next street, noting some restaurants and other businesses. She parked, and they climbed out.

“We don’t want to stick out.” Park took her hand.

Jenna curled her fingers around his. He kept his pace slow and easy, and she guessed at a glance they looked like a tourist couple out for a stroll.

There were more people on the sidewalk than she’d anticipated.

“They come for the fishing,” Park murmured. “And the hiking and glaciers.”