Chapter Twelve
EZRA THREW ANOTHER log onto the fire, flames sparking and shooting into the dark sky above as the wood rolled until it finally settled against another log. Shoving his hands into his pockets, he stood there, staring into the crackling flames as they danced, reaching upward in the hopes of breaking free and spreading. He stood, mesmerized by the flames, as his mind drifted back to his conversation with Winnie. She denied being in Bull Creek because of Deran or Mattox, but thanks to his animal, he could tell she was lying. He just didn’t know why. He had also heard her talking to Deran inside her cabin just before he knocked on the door.
He sighed. Yes, I do. Why would she admit being associated with two hardened criminals? Somehow, he needed to figure out why they were all
