Chapter 44
George was groggy from the last blow Eli, the bastard, had delivered. He and Noelle were in a bad way.
“Why’d you wanna jump the gun like that?” Eli whined. “We didn’t get the girl.”
“Blame Ephraim. He was the one started shooting.”
“But suppose Mr. St. Claire don’t want the boy?”
“I’ll keep him.”
“Do I get the woman?”
“Sure. And look at it this way. With Ephraim gone, we’ll have more money to split between us when we turn the brat over to his uncle back East.”
George wasn’t sure which made Eli happier.
George, on the other hand…he’d kill them both before he let that happen. Thank God they had no idea they actually had the girl they were looking for.
Noelle! Was she…He looked across at the slate gray stallion and sagged in relief when he saw his little sister. She was
