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Rollo felt the very moment when Brianna passed out in his arms. She went limp, her legs swinging as he ran with her to his SUV. In the distance, he heard the sirens of the Jupiter Point fire department. Turner’s house was burning, too. How the hell had the fire gotten from the shed to the house? It wasn’t even windy.
When he reached his vehicle, he laid her out gently on the backseat. He lifted the edge of the old plaid jacket he'd wrapped around her and gave her a quick visual check. Part of her hair was blackened, and a burn festered on her scalp. She had no black around her lips, which would indicate smoke inhalation. He checked her pulse. Fast but even. She was fine. His precious Brianna would be fine.
His hands shook as he remembered the horror of spotting her bright hair just i
