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I’d just have to channel that anger into finding Cheyenne. Takoda panted in my arms, but I didn’t let him down.
“Where are you going?” Dad shouted. “You’re not leaving out of here and heading out into the storm—not until we have a plan together.”
Just as I spun around to tell him that I was going to head back in the direction of the cabin, my phone began to buzz in my pocket. I dug it out, my heart nearly stopping as Cheyenne’s name came across the screen.
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Cheyenne
“Ineed help, Wade,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm as the waters continued to rise around me.
“Where are you?” he demanded, his voice still comforting even though he sounded angry. “Tell me where you are, and I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
“I-I-I’m somewhere right off the highway—not far from the road that leads to the cabin. I was on the phone with my sister and went a little further than intended. I turned around as soon as I realized that it was raining, but the road... The road just... It just disappeared, and I was swept off to the side.” I squinted into the water, illuminated by the headlights.
“How deep is the water?” Wade asked. I could hear people talking in the background, doors slamming, and the garage door shifting on the tracks. “How deep, Chey?”
“I don’t—I don’t know,” I admitted. “It’s not leaking into the car.”
“It’s not going to,” he sounded flustered as an engine roared to life, and I heard Blake calling out something. “Just give me your best guess.”
“I don’t know—it’s not quite to the headlights, but it won’t be long before it reaches there. I don’t know where all the water came from,” I added, panic causing my voice to tremble. “I don’t know what happened.”
“The road may have caved or some sort of dam busted. It doesn’t matter. I’ll be there as soon as I can, okay?”
“Okay.” I took a deep breath, grabbed my crossbody purse and slung it around my body. “I guess my car is ruined.”
“It’s probably going to be totaled under insurance, yeah.” He chuckled. “But you’re okay, right?”
“Yeah, I am.” I glanced around. “I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have to worry, Cheyenne. There’s nothing for you to be sorry for. If anyone should be apologizing, it’s me. I’m so sorry that we have shit ranch hands who think it’s okay to pass judgment on the people I love the most.”
The sound of something snapping caught my attention, and I whipped my head around, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from. I reached for the window button, rolling it down in hopes of getting a better view.
“Cheyenne?” Wade’s voice was distant.
“I heard something.”
“What?”
I leaned out of the window, and peered around, but I couldn’t see anything that was making the noise. The water was rising, though I don’t think it was at a quick pace—not like when I had gone out to save Takoda.
“I don’t know what it was,” I said into the phone.
But there was nothing on the other end.
I pulled it from my ear, seeing the call had failed.
Ugh.
I redialed Wade, but it instantly went to call failed all over again. “What the hell?” I muttered out, turning it off and back on as the rain poured around me. The phone screen came back on, but as my eyes drifted to the corner of the screen, my heart sank.
No service.
“You have to be kidding me,” I groaned, shoving it back into my pocket. I leaned back in the seat, not knowing what else to do. I’d never been swept off the road into floodwaters, and I hadnoidea what the hell I was supposed to do.
I left the window down, figuring it was probably the right thing to do—just in case I needed to bail into the water. Hindsight being 20/20, I never should’ve left the house and gone for a drive. I should’ve just stayed there where it was safe, calling Leia from the safety of my bedroom.
