Sybil in danger. Before he had to face the same cold dismissal he’d seen in May’s face.
Dawg lifted his head and growled.
Brand calmed him with a touch.
Hard voices murmured through the aspen. Hoofbeats thudded. Two horses, if he didn’t miss his guess. Had the reward money brought someone to his camp? He reached for his pistol.
The sounds grew closer. He got a glimpse of two horses and riders through the leaves.
His fingers tensed on his gun. Dead or alive meant bounty hunters would just as soon shoot him as tie him up. Less trouble that way.
The trail turned. So did the riders. Not until he could no longer hear them did his grip on the gun relax.
His heartbeat slowed to normal.
How long could he stay without putting himself in danger? Worse, putting Sybil and the others in danger from the Duggan gang?
But he’d told Eddie he would break the horses, and he meant to keep his word, though it wasn’t horses, Eddie or his honor that made him ignore his common sense.
It was the hope of seeing a golden-haired girl again that made him ignore all the reasons for leaving that normally proved enough to spur him on his way.
Dare he allow himself to hope Pa and Cyrus had forgotten about him?
He laughed at such high hopes.
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