Page 334 of Rangers Last Promise

But he kept the message.

That’s a beginning.

Nora looks at me.

“Ready?”

I peek through the narrow opening between the doors.

Colin stands beneath an arch covered in white flowers.

Dark suit.

Grant’s dog tags around his neck.

Rangers beside him.

Wolf.

Trigger.

Saint.

Blaze.

Beast.

Ace.

Havoc.

They’re all smiling.

Colin is pretending not to watch the door.

He’s terrible at pretending.

“I’ve been ready for fifteen years,” I say.

The doors open.

Everyone rises.

Colin looks at me.

The love in his face steals my breath.

I walk toward him.

Past the Rangers.

Past the deputies.

Past the twenty-three families who finally know what happened to the men they lost.

Past Sheriff Tate, standing beside Rylie with tears in his eyes.

Past Grant’s empty chair.