Stalking Ground

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A bead of sweat rolled down Deputy Mattie Cobb’s face beneath the plastic guard on her helmet. She tilted her head to keep the sweat from going into her eyes and caught a glimpse of the sky. Not a cloud in sight. It was unseasonably warm for October in Denver—much warmer than in Timber Creek, where forest and meadow soaked up the sun’s rays. Here, the rays hit pavement and bent back upon themselves.

She’d been assigned the lead on a mission at an industrial park south of Denver. A jewelry store had been robbed at Cherry Creek Mall, and patrol officers had followed the suspects to this location. Reports indicated at least two armed suspects, possibly three, had escaped and then abandoned their Dodge Intrepid in this parking lot. Mattie and her K-9 partner, Robo, were expected to track and apprehend the fugitives.

Three unfamiliar officers—called by code names Red, Blue, and Green—fanned out behind her as backup. The officers carried AR-15 rifles and Mattie a Glock 17 handgun.

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