Linda Warren – Texas Rebels: Egan (страница 11)
Falcon and Quincy squatted beside him, staring at Rachel. “What happened?” Falcon asked.
“Is an ambulance on the way?” Egan repeated.
“Rico’s waiting at the ranch entrance, but I talked to the dispatch lady and told her it might be best to send a medical helicopter, since you were so far out on the range.” His brow knotted. “She looks as if she’s been in a fight or something. What are those scratches from?”
“Help me get her in the ranger,” Egan said. “I’ll explain later.”
He stood once again with Rachel in his arms, but paused when he heard the sound of a chopper.
Quincy waved his arms, guiding the helicopter in. Things happened quickly after it landed in a whirlwind of dust. Two paramedics jumped out with a stretcher and Egan laid Rachel on it. They immediately began to assess her condition.
“What happened?” one of them asked.
“She was attacked by dogs. A scrape on her right calf is infected.”
The other paramedic talked on the phone and then glanced at Egan. “Do you know who owns the dogs?”
“Isadore McCray of Horseshoe.”
“Rabies is a concern, but we have to get her to the hospital now. Her temperature is 103.”
As they rolled the stretcher to the chopper, Rachel stirred. “Egan...”
He went to her. “Everything’s going to be okay. They’re taking you to the hospital and your family will meet you there.” Egan glanced at the paramedic. “Her name is Rachel Hollister and her father is Judge Hardison Hollister of Horseshoe. He shouldn’t be too difficult to locate.”
“E-gan...”
“Shh. You’re going to be fine.” He brushed wet hair from her forehead.
“Don’t let me float away.”
Egan’s throat closed up and he stood there in silence as they loaded her onto the chopper. The blades began to swirl, the force of the draft almost knocking him off his feet. His hat blew away and he let it go. He kept staring at the chopper as it lifted up and disappeared into the blue sky.
Just as quickly as she’d arrived in his life, Rachel was gone. He should feel relief, but what he was feeling he couldn’t describe. It had to be the tiredness that was pulling him down. When he could no longer see the helicopter, he whispered, “Goodbye, sweet lady.”
Wyatt frowned as Hardy walked into his office.
“Did you locate Rachel?”
The sheriff stood, anger in every line of his tall body. “I’ve had other things to keep me occupied.” He picked up a piece of paper and slapped it onto the desk. “I have a warrant signed by Judge Henley for Egan Rebel’s arrest.”
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