door burst open behind them and a breathless young man rushed into the room.
“Mr. Kruger! Mr. Kruger!” The tall, skinny boy pressed one hand to his heaving chest.
Jason caught his arm. “What’s wrong with you, boy?”
“My pa…my pa’s the postmaster down in Beaumont. He said you’d been expecting this.” The boy waved a large, rumpled envelope. “He told me to get up the mountain with it right away. I rode fast as I could.”
Jason pulled the envelope from the boy’s hand. “Go get my brother. He’s at the sawmill.”
“Yes, sir.” Chest still heaving, the boy ran out the door.
Jason tore the envelope open and yanked out its contents. He scanned it, then clenched his fist. A smile bloomed on his face. Not a grin or a snicker, but a genuine smile so wide it showed his teeth.
He whirled toward Amanda. “I got it!”
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