Benjamin’s POV
The town was quiet, eerily so. It was like everyone was holding their breath until the Rangers arrived. “M-my baby.” Hoss Jenkins was standing by a wooden box just in the shade, the boys who found Gladys having taken her to Billy West to get her cleaned up some before bringing her back to town. Her throat had been ripped clean with two arrows going through her chest. No one wanted him to see that.
“Well get ‘em… don’t you worry, Hoss.” Paul Senior was comforting the man, his eyes black from a lack of sleep. Everyone was starting to look like that; especially since we were all on edge.
Neigh!!
Everyone stood still then, looking south of the town. There was a group of riders coming in, five of them on large horses and silver metal glinting in the sun on their tack. “The Ra
