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CHAPTER 15.4

Oh, how she wanted a crowbar so she could pry those balled up emotions out of him.

Through their talk and her musings, Nick had kept visual tabs on that one fireman, the one by the fire truck. Every so often, the man looked back.

“Who is that?” she asked. “Who is who?

“Would you stop that? You know exactly who I mean. You’ve been watching that one fireman since we got here like you expect him to burst into flames. Who is he?”

“I’ve never met him.”

“Oh, come on. In a town this size?”

“No, really. I guess he’s the new fire chief they hired a couple of weeks ago.”

“Hired? I thought all the firefighters here were volunteers.”

“All but the chief. Somebody got smart about thirty years ago during the oil boom and established several different trust funds with city money. One of the funds was for the fire department. They can pay for a fire chief with experience, thanks to that fund. Everyone else is a volunteer.”

“Why didn’t they hire you? You’ve certainly got the experience, and there are n
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