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“Ha,” Lynn said sourly “They don’t think they do, but they do They’ve got a degree or two, and suddenly they’re sure they know more about the land than someone who’s lived here her entire life”

Nina smiled a little “Not that you’re bitter”

“Not in the slightest,” Lynn said, uy’s a friend of Cal’s, so maybe he won’t be…too awful”

“Wow, I definitely believe you now,” Nina said, wide-eyed “Super convincing”

“Thank you” Lynn finally let herself crack a s an early slot, because we’re booked fro the day, I ht have to foist a client or two off on you Think you can take it?”

Nina’s posture straightened “Yes, ma’am”

“Good on you Now go home”

She smiled “Yes, ma’am”

Nina took herself off, presuht of the es of a life together

Lynn had never er years, she’d confined herself to casual relationships, often with men ere only around Glacier for the suness to commit too much of herself to a man

Especially once she’d seen, over and over again, how it could go wrong

Now that she was older, it was easier to just be single No one tried to set her up or asked her when she was planning on settling down The town had accepted that Lynn Davidson was a confirmed—whatever the female equivalent of bachelor was And that was how she liked it

Lynn needed space to herself and control over her own life, and she’d never thought that the sacrifices a relationship required orth it So she s love, shook her head at Cal getting e—noith a brand-new baby, no less—and went about her business

Her extrehts, Lynn opened up a replyand started typing out a e to Cal

Those environmentalists had better pay well

Ken Turner, foreant in the Marine Corps, these days a mild-mannered environers’ office complex at Glacier National Park

It was strange to be coo, he’d visited Glacier Park when his old Gunnery Sergeant Cal Westland hadhad been the first tiht back on his doorstep again

But it was more than a coincidence He’d asked Cal specifically if he could pull sos to allow Ken’s bosses at GeoSync to do so a difficult tih the endless miles of red tape needed to research in a national park

Cal had

coreat with the bosses, and had been hand-picked to coot out of the truck, he resisted the urge to start up a cheerful whistle

The rangers’ building was unlocked, and Cal’s office was easy to find Ken tapped on the door, and grinned as Cal’s voice intoned, “Come”

Soeant, that was for sure Ken had to resist the urge to stand at attention when he entered the office