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If he didn’t do something to get Jenny back, he was going to lose it. Big time.
Running after her wasn’t an option. He couldn’t walk without help. He couldn’t drive. He couldn’t do…anything.
Hamilton’s words echoed through Dare’s head.
When have you let that stop you before, O’Rourke?
Never.
Dare wouldn’t stop now. Surrendering wasn’t how it was done. He would fight for what he wanted, for her.
But how?
Think, O’Rourke.
There had to be something he could do.
Rangers lead the way.
The motto sounded in his head. Maybe he couldn’t do something on his own, but if he asked for help…
He’d lost the most important person in his life when Jenny left last night. What more did he have to lose?
“Mom, do you think you could do something for me?”
“Of course, honey, what do you need?”
“I need you and Carlos. Maybe Vince, too.” The guy was annoying, but Dare needed to stack the odds in his favor.
He couldn’t lose Jenny. He wouldn’t.
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Jenny’s hands shook as she packed her suitcase. She needed to pull herself together if she was going to visit the Alamo before she headed to the airport.
A beep sounded. Her cell phone.
Her heart leaped, thinking the text might be from Dare, but when she checked her phone, she saw it was from his mom. Not that she didn’t like Susan, but disappointment clawed at Jenny’s heart as if she were being jabbed by small, razor-sharp talons.
She shook her head. It was going to be a long day. Week. Month. Year…
Susan:Favor to ask.Any chance you could get an autographed copy of one of your books and drop it off for Carlos today? Turns out he’s a bigger fan of yours than Vince and has been having a rough morning.
Jenny:Sure. I don’t fly out until tonight. I’ll swing by a bookstore. I can pick up one for Vince, too.
Susan:Thanks.Text me when you arrive. I want to say goodbye.
Jenny:Okay.
Three hours later, Jenny arrived at the hospital with a box full of books for Carlos, Vince, and the other patients. Hopefully, the staff would pass them out. That was the least she could do for the service members who made so many sacrifices and put their lives on the line.
Like Dare.
Don’t think about him.
If only she could stop.
With a sigh, she texted Susan from the lobby, and then Jenny sat at a table, pulled a pen from her purse, and autographed the books. The first set of the Thorpe Files novels was personalized to Carlos. The second set would go to Vince. On the other books, she wrote a greeting followed by her signature and the date.
