As she drove him, he checked out the backdrop that they were passing.
“It’s so pretty here. You’re lucky to live here,” he said, keeping it light.
She actually laughed.
“Lucky? That’s a matter of perspective, but as of late, yeah, I’m lucky to live here.”
He pulled out his wallet.
“My first wife died, and this is my daughter. She loves my new fiancée so much. Can people who aren’t Native live here?”
She checked out the picture he showed her, and she was a cute kid. It made her wonder if she and Caspian would have kids one day, and would they look like her, or him.
He had some pretty blue eyes, and dimples.
She wouldn’t mind being a mom if he was the dad.
“Not really,” she admitted. “I mean, unless you marry a Native who lives here.”
He sighed.
“Too bad. This place is magical. Are you married?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“No, I’m not married. I am dating a really great guy, though,” she said, navigating the road. “Maybe one day I will be married.”
“Oh, are you? Is he Native American, too?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“No, he’s Caucasian and lives nearby,” she admitted. “He works in security.”
That was all he had to hear.
When he jerked his head fast, looking back, she caught the movement.
“What?” she asked, looking around.
“I thought I saw something in the trees that we just passed. It looked…weird.”
Uh…what kind of weird could he have seen?
Immediately, she thought back to the crazy-ass shit her father told her growing up, and how they’d just dealt with a‘wendigo’.
That kind of weird?
So, she came to a stop and threw her cruiser into reverse. As she did, she looked into the trees where he’d first appeared to see something.
“I don’t see…”
And that was all Rayna RunningWolf got to say.
Because Devon Slater grabbed her by the back of the head and slammed her face off of the steering wheel as hard as he could, knocking her out.
As she went limp, he pulled her over his body and switched seats with her.
The good thing about this place was it was relatively quiet on the road.
