Both doors on the SUV cranked open, and the sheriff on the driver’s side came around the front. He had his gun drawn and aimed at Ryder. “Slowly move to the side and lay down on the ground. Facedown.” Ryder complied, nerves clattering through him as he did. He’d always been so careful. So fucking careful. But protecting Dakota was worth any cost. Any consequence. Except he cringed when the second officer came into view. Ezra. His cousin who’d just graduated from the academy and had gotten hired on at the department two weeks ago. Shame poured down.
