-PROLOGUE-
Knock, knock,
knock.
Three sharp raps
landed softly on the door of a quaint little house, alone among the vast
property of the Bent Pine ranch.
“I’m coming!” The
woman inside answered. She had been washing the dishes, and wiped her wet hands
on her apron to dry them. On her way to the door, she scooped up her playing
child off the floor and held him on her hip.
He giggled and
grinned at his mama, whose soft brown eyes smiled down at the boy.
She unbolted the
door and opened it slightly.
A scruffy-looking
man whom the woman had never seen before stood in the doorway, his hat in his
hands. “Ma’am?” he questioned.
She hoisted her
squirming boy to the other hip, allowing him to play with her jet black hair
that fell around her shoulder in one thick braid. “Yes?”
The man shifted his
weight from one leg to the other. “I’m looking for a place to stay the night.
Would you know of somewhere I could stay?”
The woman looked
him up and down, with a cautious glint in her eyes. “Who are you?”
“Lost m’ job only a
few days ago, ma’am. I’m only asking for a bed for tonight. Nuthin’ else.”
“Do you have any
family?”
The man shook his
head. “Just me.”
With one final sigh
and a reluctant look spread across her face, the woman complied. “There’s a few
sheds out back, for the ranch hands. I guess you can stay in one of them for
tonight. You got food?”
“Only as much as I
need.”
The woman nodded.
“I’m Rosa. Call for me if you need anything.” With one glance behind her, she
added another rule. “But don’t come in the house.”
He shrugged.
“Alright, ma’am. I’m mighty obliged. Thank you. But one more question. Do you
got a man around the house?”
She sucked in a
breath. “Yes, yes, I do,” she lied.
Her husband,
Hector, along with a handful of the ranch hands on the Bent Pine property, were
gone to help with the cattle on the Circle C ranch, and they wouldn’t be back
for another week or two.
But if that man got
any ideas into his head… “I hope you’ll find work soon,” she added quickly.
A trace of a grin
tugged at the corners of the man’s mouth. “Well, thanks, ma’am. I won’t cause
you any trouble.”
Just as Rosa was
stepping back to close the door, she thought of another question. “What’s your
name?”
The man held Rosa’s
gaze as he slapped his hat onto his head. She sharply inhaled and was suddenly
worried she’d made the wrong decision to let him stay.
“The name’s TJ.”
The words slid off his tongue and a glimmer shone in his eyes, a glimmer that
Rosa didn’t like the looks of.
“TJ Silver.”
*****
Nineteen-year-old
Andrea Prescott let out a sigh of impatience. “C’mon, Tucker. You can do it.”
She rolled her
eyes. She was trying to train Riley’s black and white collie to roll
over. He could do almost everything, it seemed, except for that one simple
trick. “Silly dog,” she said as she scratched in between his ears.
She looked across
the front porch from where she sat to the Sierras, where a thin layer of snow
capped the top. Winter was coming, and that meant harvest time, and herding the
cattle.
Andi stood up and
walked into the house, quickly giving up on her quest to train Tucker. The dog
followed Andi inside and sat down on the floor by the fireplace, licking his
paw. Andi couldn’t help but grin.
But no sooner than
Andi shut the door behind her, she heard rushed footsteps tapping lightly on
the porch, followed by hurried knocking. She drew her eyebrows together.
Who could that be? she wondered. It
wouldn’t be Riley; he’s out on the range. And it couldn’t possibly be Mother,
could it?
Without trying to
figure out who the visitor could be, Andi gave in to the persistent rapping on
the door and finally opened it.
“Rosa?” Andi’s
mouth fell open in shock. She didn’t think she would be seeing her friend any
time soon, especially since the girl, only a year older than herself, had
Elliot, her one-year-old son, to take care of. And where was he?
Without an
invitation, Rosa burst into the house, muttering to herself in Spanish.
Andi raised an eyebrow.
“Are you okay?”
“No, Andi. I’m
not.” Fear was engraved into Rosa’s expression as she turned her face toward
her friend. Her hair fell in loose tangles around her face, which was creased
with worry.
Andi laid an arm
around Rosa’s shoulders. “Can I help? Where’s Elliot?”
“He’s gone, Andi.
My baby is gone.”
***
Riley Prescott
scratched his chin, looking down at the man who stood beside him and his horse.
The man’s weathered wide-brimmed hat sat firmly on top of his head, and he
chewed on a blade of grass between his teeth.
“I only need a good
week’s worth of work, sir,” the man repeated, stroking his scraggly beard.
Riley cocked his
head to the side. This man had met him while he was rounding up the cattle to
move them to a different pasture. He needed work, and Riley had work to give
him. But could he be trusted?
“Is it just you
that you’ll be working for? Do you have a family?”
The man gulped. “I-
er- I have a son. He’s little.”
“And a wife?”
“She left.”
Riley let out a big
sigh. “Chad’s the boss. Go talk to him.”
From the moment he
had met this man, Riley figured it would be best for Chad Carter to handle him.
He nudged his horse to walk ahead, but the man took a few steps forward to keep
up with him.
Fear crossed the
man’s face, and his breath quickened. His pleading gaze bore into Riley’s eyes.
“I- I’d rather just- Can I just settle it with you?”
The fear in the
man’s eyes caused Riley to question him even more. He was uncertain. But Riley
needed the work from him more than anything. So, he gave in.
“Sure.” He jerked
his chin up in an abrupt nod. “You’re hired. You can stay with the ranch hands
at the Circle C.”
The man’s breathing
slowed, and he nodded. “Thank you, sir.”
Riley watched the
man turn to leave toward the Circle C ranch.
That’s strange, Riley noticed. I
didn’t even tell him where to go. It’s like he’s been here before.
He began to shrug the thought away, but decided something else. He clicked
softly to his horse Dakota, and took off on a lope toward the Circle C.
I’m going to tell
Chad.
***
“Mother!” Andi
hollered from the seat of the buggy, which was stopped in front of the Circle C
ranch house. She fussed with the reins in her hands, trying to secure them to
the buggy’s frame. Before she could figure out how to get them tied, Chad came
running up to meet her.
“Hey, little sis!”
He grinned mischievously. “Whatcha doin’ out here?”
He walked over to
the buggy and took the reins out of Andi’s hands, with a look that said ‘I’ll
take care of this for you.’
Andi let him,
giving in to his offer to help. She hopped off the driver’s seat and swung
around to open the buggy’s door. “I have something I have to ask Mother,” Andi
replied, helping Rosa out onto the ground.
Chad doffed his
hat. “Howd-y-do, miss Rosa?”
A slight smile lit
Rosa’s face and she replied with a small “I’m alright, thank you.”
Andi and Chad
exchanged a glance. Andi gave him an ‘I’ll-tell-you-later’ look, and
Chad shrugged.
“I’ll take care of
this for you,” he said aloud, motioning to the buggy.
“Thanks,” Andi
said. “It won’t be long before I need it to get back home though.”
Chad nodded. “All
right.” He walked off toward the barn, leading the horse and what it towed
behind it.
Andi quickly hopped
up the front steps leading to the front porch of her family’s home, and knocked
on the door. “Mother!”
Quickly, Elizabeth
Carter arrived at the entrance to her home. “Andrea? What a pleasant surprise!
What are you---” with a glance at the girl who stood beside Andi, Elizabeth
opened the door wider. “Please, Rosa, come inside! How nice to see you!”
Rosa nodded. “Gracias,
señora. It’s good to see you too.”
Just as soon as
Andi and Rosa set foot in the house, some food was laid out on the table, and
they sat down to an afternoon tea.
“Mother, Rosa needs
somewhere to stay.” Andi followed this with an explanation of Rosa’s situation,
and Elizabeth gladly offered her a room to stay as long as she needed.
Rosa smiled a sad
smile. “Gracias. I can’t thank you enough. Can you help me find my boy?”
Andi nodded. “I’ll
go talk to Chad right now. Will you excuse me, Mother?”
Elizabeth gave a
quick nod, and Andi headed out to the backyard to find her brother.
***
Riley pulled Dakota
to a sliding stop in front of the Circle C barn, where Chad was unhitching a
buggy from a horse that Riley recognized as his own.
He raised an
eyebrow as he dismounted his horse. “Chad?”
Chad turned around.
“Andi’s inside,” he said, already guessing Riley’s next question.
Riley let out a
sigh of relief. “I have something to tell you,” he began.
Chad let out a
sigh. “Is someone not working good enough out at your place? I told them to---”
“No, everyone’s
doing fine. It’s just---” Riley lifted his hat and stroked a hand through his
hair before settling his hat back into its usual spot on his head. “I hired
someone new.”
“And?”
“And I don’t
think it was a good idea.”
Chad let out a
big sigh. “And you want me to see if you made the right decision?”
Riley shifted
from one foot to the other. “I- I just want you to check on him.”
“All right,” Chad
gave in reluctantly. “What’s his name?”
Riley looked down
at his feet, feeling as if he was being rebuked. “I didn’t get it.”
“Well that makes
it a bit harder for me, doesn’t it?” Chad started to get annoyed.
Suddenly a shout
broke through the stillness of the Circle C ranch.
“Chaa-d!”
Andi ran up to her
big brother. “Can you help me? Rosa’s here because--- Riley?” Her gaze shifted
to her husband. “Why are you here?”
“Some business with
Chad,” he calmly responded. “And why are you here?”
“Well if you can
just hold on for one second, I’ll tell you.” She turned to face Chad again.
“Rosa needs our help. Someone kidnapped her baby, and she came to me to ask if
we could help her find him. I told her of course we could help. So that’s why I
need you. She knows---”
“Señor!” A shout rang clear
through the ranch. A ranch hand ran full speed toward Chad. It was Hector,
Rosa’s husband.
Chad huffed out a
sigh. He was getting annoyed with all the commotion. “What? What’s so important
that you need to---”
“Please, señor,”
the man interrupted. “I need your help. Someone has taken my son.”
Fear shot through
Andi, Chad, and Riley all at the same time.
But little did they
know that all of their mysteries were about to be solved.
***
“Troy Silver!” Chad
barked angrily, a furious sneer curled on his lips. “You come out of there this
instant!”
He shouted into one
of the shacks that the ranch hands were housed in. It was surrounded by several
people; a handful of ranch hands along with the town sheriff, Riley, Andi, and
of course Chad, raging mad.
Andi believed she
could see the smoke coming out of his ears, and had to hold in a giggle at the
thought.
When no answer came
from the man inside, Chad advanced toward the door.
“Stay where you
are!” Troy shouted. Chad halted for a moment, but then kept on going.
“I said stay!” He
yelled again. With a grunt, Chad stopped.
Andi reached over
and squeezed Riley’s hand. She just wanted this to be over already. Wasn’t Troy
supposed to be locked up in some prison for good? Well, she would see to it
herself that Justin had him arrested and made sure that he would never come
back to haunt them for as long as he lived this time.
With that resolved
in her mind, she drew her hand back to her side.
Finally, the door
creaked open slowly, revealing a masked man in the door frame, his hat drawn
over his eyes. He gripped a pistol, glinting in the sunlight, in one hand, and
a bulging lump of something in the other.
Andi sucked in a
breath. Elliot. For sure it was Rosa’s baby that Troy held.
He stepped out onto
the shack’s porch and grunted. He knew he was caught.
And all in an
instant, it was over. The sheriff arrested Troy, taking the baby and giving him
to Andi. She scooped up the bundle and rescued Elliot from out of the
smothering blankets, cradling him in her arms.
Troy would be
arrested now, and she would make sure of it that Justin made it so he could
never get out. The shadow from the past would finally be gone.
For good.
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