" My pleasure. Listen,” he called after her, “this is as far as I can go. They poisoned the water out there and I can’t follow you now. If you do see Powell, will you give him a message for me?”
“Sure,” she said, turning around. “Tell him I have his boots in my truck. In case he’s looking for ’em.”
Chey smiled. It felt wrong on her face, but she liked it all the same. “I’ll do that. "

― David Wellington , Frostbite (Cheyenne Clark, #1)