Chapter 46
Bart paced the cell he and Frank were locked in. Steve was in the other cell, dozing on the lower bunk. How could he be so relaxed?
At least he knew that George and Noelle were alive and back at camp. Even if he had to hang, they were alive.
He shuddered at the memory of what had happened only a couple of days before.
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Gunshots exploded, Albert Fox dropped like a stone, and a third man clutched his chest and fell off his horse. Bart didn’t give a thought to him; he felt his stomach climb up to his throat as two of the nastiest-looking men he’d ever seen grabbed George and Noelle and rode off with them.
He was desperate to get Charlie out of this insane town so he could ride after George. He scooped her up and threw her onto Noelle’s pony.
“Go back to camp. Tell Cap
