6 - Hunt
Jeters watched the SUV pull into the parking lot of the canoe rental shop and stop. A moment later, two people he instantly recognized emerged from the vehicle and strode over to where he was waiting by his patrol car. The big Indian was as intimidating-looking as he remembered. But, if anything, the willowy beauty taking his hand had grown more intoxicating.
A big grin split his face as he held out a hand in greeting. “Damn it, but you’re a sight for sore eyes. Thanks for coming to help.”
Talon pumped his hand. “Hopefully this search will have more positive results.”
Jeters noticed how the man glanced at his wife, who responded with a slight blush. Their last escapade there had been anything but a positive experience. Holding out his hand toward the woman, he nodded and smil
