provide status reports on the fire until the first engine rolled up.â
She had no answer to that, especially not when he reached down and unclipped her radio from her shoulder. When he turned the dial up the air was immediately filled with voices and static as Chief Gallegos and his team communicated through the airwaves with dispatch about their needs.
âI made a judgment call,â she said. It sounded weak, even to her. Okay, maybe she had ignored department policy, but those two boys chattering to the EMTs were proof that her judgment call had paid off.
âThe wrong one. Iâll see you in seven days,â he answered tersely, then turned and stalked over to the fire command center.
* * *
C ADE HAD NEVER been more angry.
The fury prowled through him, harsh and wild like the fire burning through Darwin Twitchellâs dilapidated barn.
He had to be able to trust her to do exactly what he asked. Out of all six officers in this small ragtag Haven Point police department, he trusted Wynona most. She was smart, hardworking, compassionate and insightful.
She had natural instincts and seemed to always find the perfect way to allay any tense situation, from drunk altercations down at the Mad Dog tavern to hot tempers between neighbors.
He figured she came by those instincts naturally, since she was fourth-generation law enforcement in these parts.
He didnât want to suspend her, especially not when they were in the middle of their busiest time of the year with the summer tourist season heading into full swing. But what alternative did he have? This wasnât the first time she had ignored his orders but he vowed it would be the last. He wasnât a control freak but he had to know that his officers would follow the chain of command.
He glanced back at the ambulance. She looked so fragile and vulnerable sitting there in the grass, her cheek sooty and strands of wheat-colored hair slipping free of the thick braid she always wore on duty.
Beneath his anger lurked something else, something he didnât want to look at too closely. He only knew that he couldnât remember ever feeling that bone-deep fear that had sent him racing out of the station to his vehicle and then bulleting through town to the fire scene.
She was a police officer. One of his police officers. He would have worried about any of his guys who stopped responding while out on a call.
He put it away when he saw Erik Gallegos heading in his direction.
âWhatâs the status?â he asked the fire chief.
âBarn looks like itâs going to be a total loss,â Erik answered. âOld thing was about to fall over anyway, next time a stiff wind blew off the lake. At this point, my crew is just trying to put out the flames and make sure it doesnât spread to the undergrowth.â
âThat a concern?â
Erik shrugged. âNot really. All the rain weâve had the last few weeks has reduced the threat level for now, but you never know.â
Cade hoped they had another six or seven weeks before fire season hit, especially since some places in the higher elevations were still covered in snow.
The chief jerked his head toward his EMTs. âWynona okay?â
He followed the other manâs gaze, where Wynona was smiling and saying something to the younger of the Keegan boys. âSeems to be.â
He thought about leaving the situation there but figured word would spread soon anyway and he might as well get out in front of it.
âI gave her a weekâs suspension for disobeying a direct order and for turning off her comm.â
Erik snorted. âSeriously? Harsh. You know you would have done the exact same thing.â
That was different, though Cade couldnât quite pin a finger on why. âYour guys were four minutes behind her. She should have waited for somebody who could search the premises wearing proper gear.â
âFour minutes is a long time for two scared little