Arrested

Carson’s jaw is locked, his mind only on one thing. But as he hears Misty and feels her, he hesitates. His eyes continue to glare at Zane, now the battle within him intensifying.

Nate’s words, added to Misty’s, finally is enough to break his want to kill. Slowly, he lowers his arm, and takes a deep breath. “You’re a lucky man, Zane…a very lucky man.”

Zane is so relieved that he simply falls back to lie on the ground, not even thinking about trying to escape.

Carson folds his knife in again and runs a hand over his face. “Alright…call the cops…”


“…You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you…”

Carson grits his teeth as the handcuffs are tightened around his wrists. It wasn’t fair that he and Misty were being arrested right along with Zane. He’d told his story…but it wasn’t for these officers to decide what to do. They would be driven back to Nevada, most likely to Sheriff Brown for further judgment. Zane would face the courts.

Before being pushed into one of the police cars, Carson glances back at Nate. He was still grateful for the help. “Call Lockheart,” he instructs, “So she knows to tell Dani it’s okay to go home now. And have her tell Dani that I’m sorry I couldn’t see her one more time before I left.”

“Watch your head.”

Carson ducks, being forced to get into the backseat of the police car next to Misty. It was going to be a very long ride home.