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now, he had a more immediate problem that required his complete concentration. The gunman, or perhaps gunmen, inside that gray car could still be trying to kill them.
    Logan sent two more shots into the car. One slammed into the passenger-side door, right where a gunman would be sitting if there was indeed more than one of them. The next bullet shattered the partially lowered window. The safety glass webbed into a sheet of broken pebbles and collapsed into the interior of the car.
    The gunman was wearing a black ski mask.
    That was the only glimpse that Logan got of the lone person shooting at them before the driver stomped on the accelerator and the car sped away, Logan’s instincts screamed for him to go in pursuit. Adrenaline and anger made him want to strike out, to retaliate, to get the SOB who’d put Collena, Mia and Tanner in danger.
    But he couldn’t leave them.

    “The baby." Mia cried out, trying to get out from beneath him.
    Logan literally had her flattened on the frozen winter ground so that she couldn’t move and she obviously wanted to get up. He understood that. The baby was in the car and they had to make sure he was okay.

    “The car’s bullet resistant," Logan assured her.
    But that didn’t assure her at all. Actually, it didn’t assure him, either. Nothing would at this point except seeing for himself that his son hadn’t been harmed.

    Keeping her eyes off his gun. Mia continued to struggle to get up and, once he made sure that the gunman’s vehicle was no longer in sight, Logan moved off her. She rushed to check on Tanner.
    Logan kept watch for the gray car, in case the gunman decided to return for another round, and he scrambled across the ground toward Collena.
    She was alive, but bleeding from the bullet she’d taken in the shoulder. Blood had already spread across her clothes and it was hard to tell the exact point of impact, but the injury looked close to her heart.

    “Tanner’s okay," Mia shouted to him.

    And despite everything else going on, Logan felt immediate relief."Stay in the car," he ordered.

    The bullet-resistant car would be safer than trying to get them into her house. Especially since he hadn’t had a chance to check her place to make sure that no one was lurking inside.
    The last thing they needed was to mil into another murder attempt.
    He took out his phone, called 911 and requested police and an ambulance. He also called for backup from two of his own men. They’d likely get there faster than the police.
    “I’ll be okay." Collena mumbled.

    Logan hoped that was true. Still, he didn’t like what he saw when he pulled down the collar of her sweater and spotted the wound. The bullet had missed her heart, thank God, but her collarbone appeared to be shattered and she was bleeding out fast.
    He took her neck scarf from her coat pocket and pressed it to the wound."The ambulance will be here soon."

    “Can I do something to help?" he heard Mia ask.
    The car door was open just a fraction, enough for him to see Mia cradling Tanner to her chest.
    The baby was fussing, probably because his nap had been disturbed, but he looked unharmed.
    Logan said a quick prayer of thanks, “I need to get Collena to the front seat," he told Mia. He purposely kept his gun at his side so that she wouldn’t see it and have a panic attack.

    Mia nodded, reached over the seat and fully opened the front passenger-side door. Logan lifted Collena as gently as he could. She moaned and grimaced from the pain.
    Logan lay her inside on the leather seat while he continued to apply pressure to her wound. It wasn’t an ideal way to treat a gunshot victim, but at least the vehicle would protect them from the cold and perhaps even a subsequent attack. In the meantime, he would do what he could to keep Collena from bleeding to death, “Are you okay?" he asked Mia.

    Their eyes met. For a second. He saw the fear and concern."I wasn’t hurt."

    Maybe not physically. But this attack was the stuff of