Chapter 13
Sheriff Chase sat at the table with the town fathers, a look on his face that told them he had something heavy on his mind. Finally, he rose from his chair, walked over to the window, and looked out on the dusty street of Thunderbolt. “Storm wants out of the marriage,” he said in a despondent voice.
Archie Burnside whirled around toward him and said, “You mean after all the trouble he’s caused…the threats he made…the…the yelling he did, he’s willing to just let the ranch go?”
“No. He’s not willing to do that.”
“Then what? With no one left in the family to inherit the ranch, it will automatically go to the town to be sold.”
The sheriff turned and looked at Burnside. “I’m afraid you can’t do that.”
Burnside frowned. “We can’t? Why?”
The sheriff walked back over to his chair
