Colt chuckled as he sat opposite the desk. “Good to know.”
“How’s the park going?”
“We’re getting there. Randy’s team is making quick progress.”
“When do you think you’ll open?”
“Not sure yet. Hopefully in a couple of months.”
Jesse’s brows lifted. “That soon?”
“I’m pretty keen to try that zip line.”
Jesse grinned. “Shit, I haven’t been on that since I was a kid.”
“Great memories.”
“You’re not wrong.” Jesse leaned forward. “Now, tell me about your dad.”
That familiar tightness wrapped its fingers around his chest. “His name is Gordon Sharp. He left town when I was eight. He was into drugs, and I’m pretty sure he was also an alcoholic. When my mom cut him off, he got in with some bad people who he owed money to. Mom had to kick him out and hire security.”
Jesse’s jaw visibly clenched. “Is your mom safe?”
“She still has that security, but I’d like your team to keep an eye out for Gordon.”
“I’ve already given a description to my deputies. I wish I could do more, like a background check, but for that I’d need—”
“Cause. I know. That’s why I’m here, telling you what I can about him so that you know he’s dangerous, and that danger follows him.” He pulled a photo out of his wallet. He wasn’t even sure why his mother had this old picture, but she did. He slid it across the desk. “This photo was taken about thirty years ago, but it’s all I have.”
“Thanks. This will still help my deputies.” Jesse lifted the photo before looking back at Colt, almost assessing. “Do I need to be worried aboutyou?”
Did everyone think he’d kill the guy? “No. You don’t need to worry about me. As long as he leaves Indie and my mother alone.”
Jesse’s brows rose. “What about Indie?”
Colt’s jaw clicked. “I asked her to be careful. To call me at the first sign of trouble and not go places alone.”
“Do you think he’d touch her?”
A vein throbbed in Colt’s temple. “To maintain his addiction, he’s probably capable of anything.”
Indie focusedon the couple through the lens. Bo and Georgia stood by the cliff’s edge, their fingers intertwined. They looked at each other like they were the only two people in the world.
Beautiful. And so fixated on the other person they probably didn’t even realize rain was about to come in.
She snapped the photo, then a couple more, trying to capture the emotion.
When Bo lowered his head and kissed Georgia, Indie zoomed out, trying to get both the kiss and the mountains behind the couple in the frame.
Her favorite types of shoots were families, but engagement sessions were a close second. There was just something about a couple who had their entire future in front of them that made the photos come out almost dreamy.
Back when she’d started, newborn shoots had been the highlight of her weeks, but the longer she’d struggled with IVF, the harder those became.
Bo whispered something in Georgia’s ear, and she tipped her head back and laughed. Indie focused on the expression on Bo’s face. The way he watched Georgia.
Devotion…that’s what it was.
A drop of rain hit Indie’s cheek. She lowered the camera. “Okay, guys, I think we just snuck the shoot in before the rain.”
