Cowgirls Don't Cry by Silver James

Cowgirls Don't Cry by Silver James

Author:Silver James [James, Silver]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B00LZCR7FS
Goodreads: 22885398
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-01-02T08:00:00+00:00


Eleven

Chance’s fingers curled into fists as he stared at his phone. He’d resisted the urge to answer, but had to listen to this voice mail, had to hear her voice. The message...hurt. She burbled with excitement, the words rushing like a stream tumbling over rocks.

“Saw the banker finally. Sorry sonofagun. He said the bank’s foreclosing, Chance. But it doesn’t matter. I can get the cattle to the stockyards. I know I can. You won’t believe what happened. You know Cyrus Barron? Jeez, that man has more money than Midas. Anyway, I found out something tonight. You won’t believe this. His father did a cattle drive. In the forties. During the war. I can—” The phone cut off.

He couldn’t breathe. His chest felt like a boa constrictor had wrapped around him, squeezing all the air out. For a minute, he thought she’d found out about his father. When she continued babbling and her excitement level ratcheted up a notch, he’d tried to listen but the pounding blood in his ears muted any sound. He hit the replay button and listened again, prepared this time.

Cattle drive? During the war? What the hell was she talking about? And more important, what relevance did it have now? He grabbed his phone and hit a speed dial number.

“Oh? So now you decide to talk to me?”

“Shut up, Cord. She knows the bank is foreclosing.”

“Does she know why?”

“I don’t think so.”

“You don’t think so?”

“I don’t know, Cord, and I really don’t care. She called, really excited, and the way she said the old man’s name, I don’t think she knows. But I need some information.”

“About what?”

“About some cockamamie idea she got from somewhere. Do you know anything about a Barron cattle drive?”

“Dude, seriously? The old man pushing cows?”

He heard the clacking of a computer keyboard. “No, not the old man, Granddad Cal. In the forties, during the war.”

“Huh. Color me impressed. There’s a big file on it in the Oklahoma Chronicle’s morgue. Hang on a sec and I’ll forward it to you. To make a long story short, Granddad Cal had a crapload of cows to sell and because of gas rationing, he decided to herd them from the ranch to the stockyards. The thing got a lot of attention. According to the file, it was even featured in a newsreel at the movies. The last cowboy. That sort of thing. Bottom line, he got the herd to market and made a killing. Army paid top dollar. Drove those steers straight into box cars and shipped ’em off to Chicago for slaughter. Why? What’s this got to do with the Morgan situation?”

Chance stared out the window wondering the same thing. “I don’t know. Yet. I’ll keep you posted.”

“Nice to have you back on board, bro. Now get the paperwork finished. The old man wants the notice of foreclosure served pronto.”

His brother’s words echoed in his head. Nice to have you back on board. But was he? He needed to see Cassidy. Find out what harebrained stunt she was planning.



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