Katriona's Keeper by Lynn Winchester

Author:Lynn Winchester [Winchester, Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Race turned Twister down Robinson Street, his mood as dark as the sky. It was well past supper time, and he still hadn’t located his wayward wife.

That woman needs a keeper…

“Where in the world has she gone off to?” he grumbled to himself, forcing a smile and wave to Gaston Mosier as he passed by. Gaston owned the saddlery, and Race had purchased his handmade, personalized saddle from the man, and he was a nice enough fellow. But Race wasn’t in the mood for polite conversation—not when his wife of one day was missing.

If he were really worried about her, he supposed he could go talk with Sheriff La Fontaine, but Race couldn’t picture Katriona getting herself into trouble. He told himself that she probably walked into town, got caught up in the busyness of a new town, and lost track of time.

So where is she?

“Tucker!” someone called from behind him. He turned to see Dr. Hank Bartlett closing up his clinic, waving him over. He was standing beside Mrs. Joy MacAdams, wife to his fellow ranch foreman—except that her husband Seamus saw to all things sheep related.

“Hey there, Doc,” he drawled, pulling Twister to a stop.

“Goodnight, Joy,” Hank said to the departing woman as she took her leave, no doubt to go home to her loving husband—a man who hadn’t spent the day looking for her.

Sour anger roiled in his gut, but he pushed it down, watching as Hank stepped off the boardwalk to come up beside Race.

“I hear you got yourself married yesterday, what’re you doing in town? I figured that a newly married couple would at least spend the first few days…getting to know one another better,” Hank remarked, his face cloaked in the long shadows cast by the lanterns hanging at regular intervals from the boardwalk posts.

“I’m lookin’ for my wife. She left home sometime this afternoon, and I have yet to find her,” he answered honestly.

Hank chuckled. “Well, that’s interesting, considering Tilly came into the clinic about two hours ago, going on about a Katriona Tucker she’d met at Joe’s Eatery.”

Race’s heart rate kicked into a high gallop.

“Did she say if Katriona was still there when she left?”

Hank shook his head. “Tilly said Katriona was headed to the livery to get a ride back to the ranch. I thought that was strange, considering there are plenty of horses at the ranch she could have used.” Hidden as Hank’s face was, Race couldn’t tell if the man was expressing censure over the fact that Race hadn’t provided his own wife with a horse.

He’d failed to provide something she needed. The anger he’d felt toward Katriona turned its hiss and fangs on Race, sinking deep to let loose its venom.

“Tilly didn’t happen to mention what she and Katriona talked about?” he asked without thinking.

Hank chuckled, raising his hand to rub at his neck. “If I didn’t know better, Race Tucker, I’d think you were nervous.”

Biting his lip in his rush to disabuse Hank of his misconception,

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