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Risk Everything

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The panic was almost instantaneous. Mothers began calling for their children and some of the other women yelled for anyone who might still be asleep. Most of the kids were crying and Eva and Sam were looking up at Bree and Tanner, eyes huge in their pale faces, Tromso’s leash in their hand.

Bree couldn’t stop coughing. It paired horribly with the dog’s whining.

Tanner put both hands on her shoulders. “You need to get outside and stop exerting yourself.” He turned to Marilyn. “Can she take the kids outside and you and I will get everyone else out?”

Marilyn nodded.

Bree started to argue but another coughing fit overtook her. Tanner was right—he and Marilyn would get everyone out. The most she could do to help right now would be to get out of the way. She nodded and offered Eva and Sam her hands. They took them and she led them quickly outside, some of the other residents along with them.

Outside was pure chaos. Lights from fire trucks, police cars and ambulances lit up their block like it was some sort of disco rave party. Half the town was frantically pacing back and forth, and everyone seemed to be talking all at once.

Eva and Sam were looking even more traumatized, so Bree pulled them back toward the outer edge of the action. She wanted to reassure them, but every time she started talking she was besieged by coughs. So she just crouched beside them and put an arm around each small, shivering body.

It wasn’t long before a paramedic came up to her.

“Miss, I think we ought to get your cough checked out. Can you come with me?”

She shook her head. She wasn’t leaving Sam and Eva alone in this craziness. “I’ll stay with them,” she managed to get out.

The paramedic smiled at the kids. “Yeah, this is pretty nuts, isn’t it?”

They both nodded solemnly.

He gave Bree a kind smile. “This sort of situation can be pretty overwhelming for folks their age, especially in the middle of the night. But you really ought to get that cough checked out. How about if I escort you over to the ambulance, and I’ll personally stay with the kiddos to make sure they’re not scared.”

“I don’t know—”

“I can keep them over at the side, out of harm’s way and where it’s not so chaotic. Probably best for everyone that way.” He gave her a smile.

Bree was about to agree, but then she looked down at Sam and Eva, who still hadn’t said a word. One silent tear rolled down Sam’s cheek and he was clutching Tromso’s leash with shaking fingers.

No. She wasn’t leaving them. She didn’t care if she had to hack up a lung until Tanner and Marilyn arrived.

“I’m fine. I’ll stay with them,” she whispered.

The paramedic looked like he was going to argue, but then there was some yelling closer to the building, so he shrugged and took off. Bree sat watching the burning building, clutching two tiny hands in hers, trying to establish the extent of the damage in the dark. And offering up constant prayers that no one had been hurt.

When Tanner jogged over to her a couple minutes later, she didn’t resist at all as he pulled her against his chest. He smelled like smoke, but she was sure she smelled the same. “Everybody’s out and accounted for. Doesn’t look like anyone was hurt or that there was much damage to the living quarters.”

Marilyn clutched her kids to her and they all watched the firefighters attack the blaze in the back of the building. It looked like most of it was contained back there, not the living quarters, but it was impossible to tell.

More townspeople continued to gather around. Tanner had to step up into his role of law enforcement when some teenagers kept trying to get too close to record for social media what was mostly now just smoke.

The blaze was completely out before Bree let Tanner lead her over to one of the ambulances so she could be examined. The younger, female paramedic was quite a bit less friendly than the guy Bree had met outside, stuffing an oxygen mask over Bree’s face and suggesting she go to the hospital for follow-up. Bree didn’t want to go but knew from the determined look in Tanner’s eyes there would be a trip to get her lungs checked out in the next few hours. She might as well get it out of the way tonight.

Because it looked like there was going to be a whole lot of stuff requiring her attention tomorrow.

Chapter Four (#u2c327c17-513b-5539-8059-c6eaf12f97c4)

Tanner had almost lost Bree.

Two days later that knowledge still wasn’t ever very far out of his mind. If he’d gotten there one minute later, if he hadn’t been thinking with his libido rather than his brain, she would’ve opened that door and provided the fire somewhere to escape.

And the escape would’ve been straight through her.

She hadn’t been aware that the screeching noise they heard from inside the room was from the fire building in intensity. Opening the door would’ve provided more oxygen to the flames and caused them to engulf her.

If she’d opened that door, they would’ve been planning the final details of a funeral today rather than a wedding. Fear still clawed inside his gut at the thought, as he sat staring at the charred remains of the doorway.

“Pretty jarring to look at, isn’t it?” Grand County fire inspector Randall Abrahams said from behind Tanner.

It would take a couple of days before the official report would be filed and Tanner could act on it, so Randall had agreed to meet Tanner out here as a personal favor in order to try to get this wrapped up before the wedding.

“You have no idea. Bree almost opened that door.”

Randall whistled through his teeth. “If she had, this definitely would’ve been a homicide investigation rather than plain old arson.”

Tanner turned. “You’re sure it was arson? There were a lot of building supplies and leftover stuff from the construction. Maybe not stored properly or something. An accident could’ve lit it on fire.”

Randall walked around Tanner and entered the room where the blaze had started. “That was our initial thought.”

“But something changed your mind.” It wasn’t a question.

“When we talked to your fiancée, we found out that she had put a security camera in here. That’s how she realized the building was on fire so quickly—the camera turned on when the smoke and blaze got big enough to trigger the motion detector.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Did you help rig that camera? Know anything about it?”

Tanner shook his head. “Not a whole lot. Cassandra and Bree wanted to do it themselves. I gave them a couple good camera suggestions and then looked it over once they had it hung. Seemed fine to me.”

“But someone could’ve sneaked by the camera?”

“Yeah, definitely.” Tanner shrugged, looking around. “They were just trying to keep teenagers out of trouble, not provide full-fledged security for an empty section of the building.”

“Camera was up in that corner, right?”

“Yes.” Tanner took a step farther into the room with the older man, stepping carefully around the debris left by the fire and the hoses. “Do you think someone sneaked in around the camera and lit the fire? I checked the footage first thing and there was nothing. Just the blaze itself.”

“Did you go back any further than the night of the fire?”

Tanner nodded, still looking around at the mess. “Yeah, just in case someone had been hiding in here. Nothing had triggered the camera in the forty-eight hours before the fire. The footage doesn’t keep more than that.”

“Let me show you what we found.”

Randall and Tanner stepped carefully through the debris until they were standing in the corner of the room directly under where the camera had been located before it was destroyed in the fire.

“You’re gonna have to tell me what you want me to see, because it all looks like the bottom of my fire pit to me,” Tanner told him.
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