Chapter 49
George was relieved to be back in camp. He supposed he should be devastated to have killed those three men, but Bart, Frank, and Steve had been threatened, and Mr. Fox was dead. George felt nothing but fierce satisfaction.
Noelle, Charlie, and Thomas ran to him, crying in relief, even though they’d seen him hours earlier.
“Didn’t you think I could take care of those varmints?”
“Y-yes.” Noelle dried her eyes on her sleeve. “But…”
“You should have let us go help you.” Charlie frowned and scrubbed the tears from her cheeks. “I’m not some helpless girl.”
“No, you’re not. I apologize, and the next time this happens, I’ll make sure you come with us.”
“What do you mean, the next time?” Bart came up behind George and slid an arm around his waist. “There had better not be a next t
