“I’m down the road a little bit in the next town. Bear Pass,” I explained.
He nodded and drove through town, going the speed limit.
I was quite surprised to find that he followed all traffic rules.
Honestly, I kind of expected him to ignore them the way that Errol had.
Him being a Dixie Warden, he felt like he was above the law. And if the law didn’t like what he was doing, that was too damn bad.
Hell, Odin even stopped for a couple of kids that were waiting patiently at a crosswalk.
He waved them on, and they smiled and waved, clearly unafraid.
When they were clear, Odin rode through the rest of Sawtooth and back onto the open road again. When we got to the road that would lead to my place, I tapped him on the shoulder and pointed.
He slowed and took the turn carefully, noticing the gravel drive before I could think to warn him.
He took the road slowly, being careful not to take any turns too sharply.
When he pulled up outside the gates, I got off and hit the button to open them.
His eyes were scanning everywhere as he took everything in.
“You own the Raptor Center?” he asked.
“Yeah, we took it over from the previous owners. My parents have been wildlife rehab specialists for most of their careers. We also own WRC—Wildlife Rehab Center—in Alabama. Which is where we’re originally from.”
I waited for him to ask more questions, but just as I hit the opener on the gate, a herd of dogs started running our way.
And by herd, I meant three very excited mutts.
Rolex was a herding dog mix with one leg. Then there was Ariel, the brindle boxer. And finally there was Cappy, the Border Collie that was blind.
They surrounded me and gave me all kinds of lovings.
“Hello, boys and girls,” I said as I gave them all a good scratch.
A whistle from the house had all three dogs taking off again, Cappy a little slower than the rest.
“How does he know how to get back?” Odin asked.
“Cappy follows the gravel. If he veers off of it he just moves back onto it to find his way,” I explained.
He grunted.
“Thank you for the ride,” I said sweetly.
Odin’s eyes flicked up to mine. “I called my buddy who owns a tow truck. He got your SUV. Took it to the dealership for you.”
I blinked. “Oh, thank you.”
I’d have to find a way to deal with that tomorrow.
Or ask my dad to handle it seeing as I didn’t have all that much spare time for now.
“Just being nice.” He rolled his eyes and started his bike up. “Not that you’d know what that’s like.”
I narrowed my eyes, ready to throw back an insult, but he revved the engine to halt my words.
