Chapter Twenty-Three
Jacob glanced up as two men exited the General Store. The frown that had started to darken his face cleared when he saw Allie smiling at Arlene Jackson. Relief swept through him that Allie appeared to have everything under control.
“So, Jacob, have you had any more problems with the rustlers who attacked your ranch?” Andrew Marshall asked.
“No, not since your men have come into town,” Jacob replied.
Captain Andrew Marshall nodded. “Glad to be of help. The scouts we sent out still haven’t located the other two men,” he replied. “I’ve sent word back East as well, but with everything still torn up from the war, it isn’t likely anyone will be looking for them.”
“I heard that you are training some horses for the fort,” Orlie Jackson commented. “It will be nice to have
