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    â€œStand back,” he told them, pushing them even farther to one side of the road. “I’ll talk to you once I get some flares out so no one else gets hurt.”
    The ambulance came just as Rod’s friends drove off with his bike. India watched from about ten feet away while two paramedics knelt by the man on the ground and Chief Bennett gave Rod a sobriety test—which, thankfully, he passed.
    India hated to interrupt the paramedics, but they were beginning to load the injured man into the ambulance and she hoped to get some word of his condition before they left. “Is he going to be okay?”
    â€œMost likely,” one of them replied. “Even minor head injuries bleed a lot. I think he’ll be fine.”
    â€œHe was an idiot to pick a fight with Rod Amos,” the other paramedic piped up.
    The first guy jerked his head at the wallet resting on the unconscious man’s chest, which Chief Bennett had used to ID him. “Liam Crockett’s from Dixon. Mustn’t have heard.”
    India wanted to ask if Rod was a professional fighter, but they were in too much of a hurry, so she backed away and let them go.
    Ever since the police chief had determined that Rod was sober, Bennett had been grilling him on how everything had happened. They were still talking, and India didn’t know whether to get in her car and leave, or wait to see if Rod needed a ride home.
    â€œDamn it, Rod,” she heard the police chief say. “You are so damn wild. It’s always something with you.”
    Rod was obviously not pleased by that reaction. “I told you. He started it.”
    â€œYeah, well, we’ll see if that’s what he says.”
    â€œYou saw my bike! How do you think it got wrecked?”
    When Bennett refused to commit himself, Rod continued. “We could’ve settled our differences at the bar. Instead, he followed me and tried to run me off the road. What kind of pussy tries to run someone over instead of fighting like a man?”
    â€œWait. What do you mean, handle it at the bar?” Bennett said. “You bust up Sexy Sadie’s again, you won’t be allowed to go there anymore.”
    â€œWhat are you talking about?” Rod cried. “I’ve never busted up Sexy Sadie’s! You can’t hold me accountable for what my brothers do.”
    â€œOne of you is always raising hell,” he said in disgust. “Anyway, I’m going to look into this further. That I can promise you.”
    â€œFine,” Rod told him. “I hope you do. When that bastard wakes up, he should go to jail.”
    â€œ If he wakes up,” the police chief grumbled. “God, I’m exhausted. Do you need a ride or—” He looked at India, obviously hoping she’d relieve him of that duty.
    â€œI can take him,” she volunteered. “I’m going that way.”
    â€œMaybe you should drive him over to the hospital first,” he said, “see if he has any broken bones or needs stitches. It shouldn’t take long. They’ve got to be on a first-name basis with him by now.”
    Rod shot him a dark scowl. “Quit trying to make me look bad.”
    â€œI don’t need to try ,” Bennett said. “Since you can’t stay out of trouble, you make yourself look bad.”
    Stepping between them, India touched Rod’s arm to get his attention before he could spout off and get himself arrested. “Should we go to the hospital?”
    He shook his head, suggesting it’d been a ridiculous idea to begin with.
    â€œCan’t hurt to get checked out,” Chief Bennett said, attempting to persuade him.
    â€œNo way,” Rod told him. “I’m going to bed.”
    â€œSuit yourself.” With a sigh, Bennett adjusted his heavy belt and trudged over to his car.
    All the excitement was over. India raised the hem of her dress to keep it from dragging on the ground as she returned to