Chapter 80
WITH THE HORSES returned to the paddock, six stunned and confused people stood and watched the plain, unassuming vehicle pull away from The Cabin. No red light flashed, no siren wailed. No men in white suits had swaddled Dorcas in a straightjacket and manhandled her into a padded wagon. She had obeyed Cecelia’s urging to take the offered sedative and was now quietly on her way to medicated redemption thanks to Cecelia’s largesse, fueled in part by her sense of guilt. She knew she was a sucker for hard cases, but her do-gooder efforts had never before put someone’s life at risk.
Thumper breathed out a heavy sigh. “Anybody care for a drink?”
Five relieved and eager voices sounded their acceptance.
Everyone found a seat inside and to the delight of all Thumper produced a bottle
