Free Sara in Montana - A Christmas Wish by Morris Fenris

her to nod her head.
     
    “Enrico said there’s a huge delivery of cocaine coming in to San Diego in three days time. If I did my math right, that would have been about the time you and your hubby were supposed to have met up with your sister in San Diego, is that right?”
     
    “First off, he’s not my hubby. Secondly, that’s exactly right. I can’t believe he was going to conduct a huge drug deal on our honeymoon.” Sara could no longer sit still and got up to pace around the room again.
     
    Trent watched her for a second before he continued, “Enrico told his superiors where the delivery is going to take place, when, and how many security personnel will be there. They’re working hand-in-hand with the FBI and local authorities to set up a sting operation. If everything goes right, they’re going to take them all down in one fell swoop.”
     
    “If they’ve known what’s been going on, why haven’t they done something before now?”
     
    “They’ve been playing a waiting game.”
 
    “Waiting for what?”
     
    “For the Quintana brothers to leave Columbia and show themselves. They run the cartel and rarely leave Columbia. It seems that one of them is ill and needs medical treatment not currently available in their country. They are traveling to San Diego so that he can receive this medical procedure. This may be the DEA’s only chance to catch these guys and put them away.”
     
    Sara didn’t say anything as she processed this new information. Finally, she turned to Trent and asked, “So, I get to stay here for a few more days?”
     
    Trent smiled and nodded. “I have been ordered by the DEA and FBI to keep you out of trouble and under my watchful eye. I told them that they didn’t know what they were asking and that, even though it would be a sacrifice on my part, I would do my best.”
     
    This time his humor didn’t even faze her and she replied, “Well, I’ll do my best to lower my escape attempts to only a dozen or so a day. I wouldn’t want to tire you out.”
     
    Trent chuckled and loved the fact that she could not only take his jesting, but then turn it back around on him. She simply made him laugh.
     
    Standing up, he headed toward the hallway and asked, “Are you ready to go make that phone call now?”
     
    Sara hurried to his side. “Are you sure the weather isn’t too bad? But, yes, I’d love to go call my sister. I can’t wait to hear her voice.”
     
    “Let me grab you a coat and we’ll head out. The safe house is only about 10 minutes from here, and if we go now, we should have no trouble getting back before the roads get really bad.” Trent headed towards the back of the house as Sara followed.
     
    “Great,” Sara said, putting the borrowed jacket on and zipping it up as she followed Trent towards the garage.
     
    Reaching up on a shelf, he handed her a pair of Jane’s snow boots and urged her to put them on. “Your tennis shoes are not going to cut it in this weather. Tomorrow, providing the roads get plowed and the stores open, I’ll take you into town and we can get you outfitted for a Montana winter properly. At a minimum you need boots, a coat, and some gloves.”
     
    Sara grinned as she stuffed her feet into the boots. The boots were several sizes too big for her small feet, but would keep them warm and dry.
     
    Before opening the door, Trent turned back to face Sara, putting him within inches of their bodies touching as Sara straightened up. Placing his hand upon her cheek, he turned her head up so he could look into her eyes. “Sara, I don’t want you to worry about the things I’ve told you. My friends at the FBI are going to get David and Trevor.”
     
    Sara placed her hand over Trent’s where it lay on her cheek. “I know. I’m kind of worried about my sister and her daughter. What if David tries to hurt them to get to me?”
     
    “Let’s go call her and find out if he’s made contact with her. My buddies in the FBI have already