Chapter Twenty-Two
Jodie wasn’t enjoying the audience.
The last two days of working the dogs had been mostly just her and Stan. That was the way she liked it. Now half the ranch staff—everyone not involved with a guest ride—was standing out in the pastureland beyond the dog training course.
At least for the moment, the attention wasn’t on her; but it soon would be. Instead everyone was looking aloft as the big twin-rotor Chinook helicopter swung into view. She’d been expecting a truck or maybe a Black Hawk from Malmstrom Air Force Base to the east. Instead it had been a pitch black, Night Stalkers Chinook MH-47G from the west. The only base they could be coming from was Joint Base Lewis-McChord in Washington, a three-hour flight away.
A glance over her shoulder showed that the horses i
