Angelina’s POV
God; where is that man of mine? I hadn’t heard hide nor tail of Hank since he had sent that message almost two weeks ago, so I had set out with my brother to track him down. “Are ya sure he would have come this way?” I was looking around us at the hustle and bustle of all of the soldiers, the fort we had stopped in now preparing for something.
“He’d told me the plan for his rout back, and since this town here…” John pointed at a small dot on the map, his finger almost blotting it out. “Is the only one around for hundreds of miles; if he got hurt or something, someone’s bound to have heard something there.”
I leaned in closer and read the little dot. ‘Adobe Walls’ was in a neat script, the indication of a town the only area that was connected to by a train and only just th
