Chapter 59
That night, Rachel Gooding hurried back to the community house from the outhouse, her head filled with both hope and despair after hearing Charlotte’s tale of the search party trying to rescue them. Sam Black suddenly appeared on the pathway.
“I need a woman to warm my bed tonight.” He slurred his words as he looked her up and down. “You’ll do.”
She backed away. He smiled. “You can’t outrun me, missy.”
“Get out of here, Sam!” Will Durham stood in the doorway of his hut, his gun pointed at his fellow villager. “You’re drunk.”
“I’ve had my fill of liquor,” Sam said. “It’s something else I’m craving now.”
“You heard the Captain.” Will stepped between the two. “The women are to be left alone.”
Sam spat on the ground. “Until he wants one himself.” He tried to sidestep Will, bu
