The blinking red-and-blue lights caught Aria off guard.

She slammed the brakes, heart hammering in her chest as the siren wailed behind her. She hadn’t even been speeding that much—just a little over the limit. But this was no ordinary stretch of highway. This was the kind of nowhere mountain town where even the trees whispered about the Sheriff.

Her hands gripped the steering wheel as heavy boots crunched toward her car.

The door opened and he appeared.

Dark green uniform. Broad ...