Chapter 61
Michael and Quade followed Durham and Webber through a tunnel into the village and straight to Ben Olgerbee’s cabin. There, Olgerbee cleaned and dressed Michael’s gunshot wound. A poultice he smeared over it numbed the pain and stopped the bleeding,
Kohler arrived and immediately began to question Michael and Quade.
“Who are the men shooting at you, and why?” Kohler demanded.
“We don’t know,” Michael replied.
“We watched them follow you for some time,” Kohler admitted.
“We never imagined anyone would follow, considering where we are,” Michael said.
“So, you know where we are?” Kohler said, his voice dismissive, mocking.
“Not exactly.”
“I have a good idea.” Quade muttered, then stared at Kohler without expression.
Kohler stared back. The tension in the room grew.
“Do y
