*Rex*
In a painfully drawn-out moment, I find myself extending a shaky hand to lift the black Stetson from my captive's head, not sure if I want an answer to the questions building inside my head.
Holding my breath is becoming almost painful as I reveal his face and hair.
I have always imagined River Crow to bear black strands of hair, the image of black birds his namesake conjures up in my mind. But to my surprise, his hair is nothing like I expected. It curls, just like mine does when I let it grow out, and it's the color of warm chocolate... uncannily similar to my wife's.
"Captain? Your orders?" One of my rangers, Sean Cartwright's voice, breaks the silence. The weight of the decision feels like a lead ball in my gut.
Then, I surprise myself. I do something I never thought I would
