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Taz didn’t miss the axe until after, when Jeremy’s back was turned, she’d hotfooted it out of there.
Jeremy shouted something in the distance, but she couldn’t tell what.
Only stubborn self-control, overlaid with some depressing common sense, stopped her from running all the way back to the team.
The loss of a Pulaski wasn’t that big a deal, so there was no problem there. She could blame it on a moment’s inattention during a flareup. Sometimes they just broke, though you tried to salvage the head.
But if she returned to the hotshot crew, she’d have to admit that she hadn’t briefed the NTSB team on the crash. And since that was the whole reason she’d stayed out here…
Why in the hell had she been gawking at Hurricane Ridge like a schoolgirl? If she hadn’t, she’d never have seen the
