Epilogue
PIPER
Fire season is ending. The mountain going gray toward winter. The aspens above town have gone from gold to bare in the two weeks since I started at the clinic.
Reid Wren does not look glad the fires are out. He checks gear that doesn't need checking. He is only fully still when something is burning.
I am at the Summit on a Thursday evening when a woman I haven't seen before comes through the door. Professional, precise. A county seal on her jacket. She speaks to Dottie. She has a name on a piece of paper.
Reid looks up from his drink.
He goes still.
The End
She arrived with a job to do.
He was not in her plans.
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