"Foreman." Steve gave the one word answer with a scowl, almost like he was sulking.
JV frowned, not understanding.
Nick took mercy on her, "He"s my foreman, so he gets a place of his own."
"Are all the hands human?" JV wanted to know.
"No, just a couple." Nick said.
"Bobby, who was with me earlier," Rebecca spoke up, "is one of the hands, he"s also another of our enforcers."
JV ate in silence. She thought for a moment before something occurred to her, "I thought ranchers shot cougars?"
Nick chuckled, "Some do, but most let them be unless they become a problem. They take an attitude of live and let live, at least until the cats start hunting livestock. That’s not really a problem here since natural cats avoid us and our territory."
"I make sure I keep the area we roam marked, so nat
