Chapter 25The bodies of Carter’s men were put into shallow graves and covered with rocks, with whatever personal items Adam could find, should anyone want to claim the body. Adam saw a pocket watch and flipped open the polished brass casing of his own timepiece. He looked up, frowning as he replaced it. They should have been back by now. What’s keeping them?
It seemed that Mitch had similar thoughts, the other man headed toward him, his face creased in concern.
“Shouldn’t Abe and Elijah be back from town by now?” he asked.
“I was thinking the same thing.” Adam rubbed his chin. “They shouldn’t have taken this long to rustle up a posse, even if Jackson dragged his heels.”
Shouts from the Aztecs had both men running to the front of the ranch house. A horse trotted in. Its rider draped acr
