Chapter 20Raven Strongbow was back. No doubt about it. And without the sacrifice of my beautiful Sapa, I might not have known the Cheyenne was skulking around. Todoh had no bovine charges to watch over for the moment, and he normally would have been with me. Would that have been boon or bane? Could the two animals have dealt with the scoundrel, or would they both have died?
But this morning, the blue was out on the range playing with Libby and her mongrel, White, which placed me in a conundrum. Should I track Raven or head straight for Libby and the dogs to make sure he dealt them no grief? I dashed to the house to recover my Henry from the porch and took to Arrow’s back, fearing any moment to hear sounds of violence north of me.
I skirted the fields and paused to loosen three quick shot
