Tuck lay staring in the darkness. Trying to focus on the body curled against him. But finding it difficult with all the information that he’d been given along with the conversations he’d had with his brothers.
The vote hadn’t been unanimous. Sadist had taken the vote and then called Tuck back to let him know what had gone on, how the decision had gone.
No, the vote hadn’t been unanimous, but it had been overwhelmingly in favor of Tuck staying in Wyoming. And keeping the ranch. That surprised Tuck.
He’d never imagined that the club, that his brothers, would want to live a year without him. He understood when one of them had to do time. But this was them voting for him to stay. Were they trying to be rid of him? Were they trying to replace him? Or was it simply good business?
A ranch wor
