Cash Cooper: A Contemporary Western Romance (Triple C Ranch Book 3) by Lynn Eldridge

Author:Lynn Eldridge [Eldridge, Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wolfpack Publishing
Published: 2024-03-05T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

“What’s not to be happy about?” Winston Smith demanded.

With a scruffy beard, needing a haircut, and overweight he stood with his hands clenched in Tammy Dalton’s small living room. The diminutive lady with gray hair and sharp, bluish-green eyes glared at him from the sofa, where she sat with her swollen foot propped on a pillow.

“Everything!” Tammy snapped. “I can’t drive a stick shift with my injured foot and even if I could, I can’t walk to my truck, Winston. You won’t take me to the hospital in Colorado Springs and I can’t call 9-1-1 because you claim to have misplaced my cell phone.”

“I make scrambled eggs every morning for you from the chickens I provided. I cook for you every evening,” Winston shot back. “I told you there’s nothing to be done for a sprained ankle. It wasn’t my fault you tripped over that rug.”

“My foot could be broken and not just sprained. I need to have it x-rayed,” Tammy argued. “I didn’t know that rug was there until I slipped and fell in the middle of the night,” she reminded him. “Why was it all crumpled up between my bedroom and the bathroom anyway?”

“I bought a nice rug for you, but of course you don’t appreciate anything I do, Tammy.”

“Winston, you being a friend started out all right, but being my caregiver is not working well,” Tammy said. “I think I’d be better off on my own. You should leave.”

“You just said you can’t get around on your own,” Winston reminded her cajolingly. “If you could lend me some money, I could pay my cell phone bill and we could get the service turned back on.”

“What happened to the money I’ve paid you for looking after me up until now? Never mind. Drive me to the bank and I’ll get the money.”

“Oh now, don’t be silly. Save yourself the trouble of trying to make it to your truck,” Winston said. He was sick to death of putting up with her demands. “Everybody from Wild Horse to Kit Carson knows you and your dead husband buried cash for years all over this property. Just tell me where at least one stash of the money is buried. I’ll go pay my cell phone bill and be right back.”

“Buried money?” Tammy asked. “What are you talking about, Winston?”

“You’re a Dalton. Outlaws often buried their money to hide it from lawmen back in the day. I figure you buried yours in the yard to hide it from the IRS,” Winston said. “You live like you’re poor. But I still remember when your son and his wife took that expensive vacation out to Arizona which ended in a helicopter crash.”

Tammy winced. “We aren’t outlaws and we didn’t bury money in the yard.”

“But when she worked at the bank, my daughter, Donna, said it was rumored⁠—”

“Donna? I thought you said your daughter’s name was Brenda.”

Winston silently cursed himself at the slip and didn’t reply. “It’s rumored your husband made all kinds of money before his oil well dried up.

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