Page 90 of Rangers Mountain Rescue
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Something tightens in my chest.
“I will.”
A vehicle pulls into the driveway.
I glance up.
Trigger.
And Rylie.
Good.
Trigger steps out, scanning the property in seconds.
Always working.
Always aware.
Rylie climbs out next, giving Aspen a warm, reassuring smile.
“We’ve got you,” she says gently.
Aspen exhales.
Just a little.
But I see it.
The relief.
I step closer to Aspen.
Close enough that my voice doesn’t carry.
“Trigger will stay on perimeter,” I tell her.
“Rylie’s with you and Dylan.”
She nods.
“Okay.”
Her eyes search mine.
Like she wants to say something.
Like she’s holding it back.
Smart.
We both are.
“Keep the doors locked,” I add.
“Stay inside after dark.”
