Lurch ached to follow Kerry home. He wanted nothing more than to hold her in his arms and bury himself in her. But duty called. Business came first, and Tuck had called a meeting of the Souls in Wyoming tonight in the bunkhouse. Lurch had to be here, no matter how badly he wanted to be twenty miles away and in her bed.
Once her taillights faded, he turned for the bunkhouse. The meeting wouldn’t be for another hour or more, but he needed to make sure things were ready.
When he reached the bunkhouse, Stretch, Ghost and Watt were stretched out in the main living area, relaxed. Lurch didn’t say anything at first but went to the locked footlocker he kept near his bunk and opened it. He wasn’t worried about his brothers stealing from him, that wasn’t why he locked the wooden box. It was to kee
