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Only Flame and Air

Geonn Cannon

Smashwords Edition

Supposed Crimes LLC, Falls Church, Virginia

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Copyright 2013 Geonn Cannon

Published in the United States

ISBN: 978-1-938108-23-5

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Prologue

Road Ends, Montana

Five Years Ago

On her way home from work, Deputy Andrea Tyler stopped by the Food Mart to get the things she needed for dinner. Dinner for one, again. She loaded her basket with a few boxes of Hamburger Helper, some milk, and a six-pack of Mountain Dew and headed up to the cash register. The geriatric clerk who could run circles around most of his teenaged bag boys bagged her things and smiled up at her as she handed over the cash. "Big night tonight?" Martin asked.

"You know it." Tyler returned his smile and glanced at the front window display over his shoulder. During her patrol, she'd noticed stacks of crates holding bags of apples, some of the stacks rising taller than she was. Now, only one crate and a half dozen bags of apples remained. Her eyebrows shot up. "Holy cow. Did people have a sudden craving for homemade cider?"

"Hmm?" Martin followed her gaze. "Oh, that. The ladies auxiliary is having an apple pie contest. You know how they are — always raising money for something or the other. And each one tries to outdo everyone else. Had about a hundred of them old biddies in here today. Prob'ly more coming by later, now that the workday is done."

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