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"Ma'aravelly The otherquietly even as their horses shifted beneath the

I sed and found my voice "Hello"

"We are headed to the Sinclair ranch"

My heart sank These uns out and ready to use They were dusty and dirty and unkeentlemanly—besides the uttered ma'am

"Yes, it's about a mile behind me" I pointed casually overthe to do with so-called friends of my family

"Are you a Sinclair?" he asked

"Yes, I am Piper Sinclair"

At my answer, the man indicated with his chin and the otherthe bridle, gun slung over his shoulder The other two began pulling the tarp off etable baskets

"They'll spoil if in the sun too long," I pointed out, but the way they were rooting around led e

The e, watched me as he clie robbery near Bozeman three days past?"

I shook my head

"Surely you've heard of the train being robbed south of Livingston several o"

"Of course It was all the townsfolk spoke of for quite some time I heard two unfortunate people were killed" When the etables over their shoulders and onto the dry, dusty ground, I narrowed my eyes

All four ust I frowned "Is there a reason you're questioningto trade at the mercantile?"