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by Heather Graham

Genre: Paranormal Romance, Paranormal/Urban Fantasy

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Not far back on the trail was the sealed entrance to an old silver mine. No one even knew where the one vein of gold had been found, and the silver had long ago run out.

Berman’s killing, the nature of it, was something you might expect in a big city, where mob, drug and gang violence existed.

He’d been from the city. One of the biggest cities in the world.

Sloan rode back to the sealed entrance to the silver mine. Dismounting, he moved to the entrance. Years ago, to prevent the unwary from going inside to ex­plore and dying in a cave-in, the entrance had been dynamited shut.

Walking over, he inspected it. At first, all the rocks in front seemed to be as solidly in place as ever. He continued to poke at them and test them.

At the far right of the rock pile, he found a loose boulder. He shifted it — and it rolled free.

He stared into the darkness, wondering if the rock had just worked its way loose with time or if someone had been using the cavern for illicit purposes.

But what?

Silver and gold were part of the past. Lily survived on tourism now. Ranches dotted the area, but everyone needed the tourists.

As he stood there, his phone rang. It was Jane.

He felt a rush of heat as he heard her voice.

“Hey, Sheriff, you coming into the office anytime soon?”

“Yeah, I’m coming in. I asked Betty to let you know I’d be late.”

“You’re out at the crime scene?”



“Not directly.” He hesitated. “Why?”

“I might have found something, but I’d rather not pursue it until I talk to you.”

“Where are you? What did you find?”

“I’m at the station. And maybe nothing. I’ll explain when I see you. Meanwhile, I thought I’d work while I waited.”

“I’ll be there soon.”

He wedged the boulder back where it had been. He would need light to go farther into the old tunnel. He was rather fond of living, so he wasn’t exploring until he had one of his deputies with him — and until his whole crew knew where he was and what he was doing.

Before mounting up, he looked around again. Some­one was running around the desert with a gun and ex­ecuting people. Well, only one so far, but that could be just the beginning…

He wasn’t letting anyone take him that way.

Right now, he was damned certain that he was alone.

He rode home and took the car into the station, anx­ious now to see Jane and learn what she had discovered.

No, he realized.

He was anxious to see her.