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Shaun was waiting outside the terminal, allowed to leave his vehicle parked by the only skycap booth due to the “sheriff” emblem on the front doors, the lights on the roof. There was the same excitement he always felt when Carli and Sam came home. Relief also flooded him when Carli’s voice came through so clear on his cell phone. She was home, safe, and the three of them would do what needed to be done.
His breath was white fog for a brief moment before the breeze whisked it away. The airport wasn’t too busy this morning, and he took a few minutes to notice the other cars and passengers and architecture of the terminal. His squint in the early morning sun and serious expression gave way to a full smile as his eyes found the tall, dark-blonde beauty, dressed in shorts, boots, and a long
