Lady of the Gun by Adams Faye

Author:Adams, Faye [Adams, Faye]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Faye A. Simak
Published: 2013-11-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“Mmmm, this is delicious," Cass crooned over a piece of pecan pie a while later in the hotel restaurant.

"I'm glad you're enjoying it," said Brett.

"I'm glad you suggested it," she answered, smiling up over a bite of pie. "Are you finished already?"

Brett looked down at his empty plate. "Appears so. I don't think my piece was as large as yours."

"Hah. If anything, it was almost twice as big. If I didn't know better, I'd swear Rosie had a crush on you,', she teased.

"Rosie didn't cut the pie. The other waitress did," he answered.

"Maybe," Cass mumbled, her mouth full of pie, "but Rosie's been staring at you ever since we came in."

Brett turned slightly in his seat and looked at Rosie standing behind the counter. She was staring at him, just as Cass said she was. Something about her expression disturbed him. It was almost as if she wanted to speak to him, but was afraid to. "Excuse me a minute, will you, Cass? I want to find out what's bothering her."

"Sure. I'll just sit here and stuff my face." She grinned up at him as he left their table and crossed the room.

"Rosie, is something wrong?" Brett asked as he approached the counter.

“No, Marshal, nothing," Rosie answered a bit too quickly.

"Are you sure? You seem uneasy. You know you can talk to me,'" he offered.

Rosie glanced down at her hands, which were nervously twisting a damp towel. She stopped them. "No, really. I'm fine," she said.

Brett stood there a moment longer. Rosie's complexion was sallow and her eyes were dark-rimmed, as though she hadn't been sleeping. He decided to try another angle. "Is it a female thing, Rosie? I could send Cass over to talk to you if…"

"No! I don't want her." Rosie lowered her eyes. "I mean, I don't want to talk to anybody about my troubles."

At least she’d admitted she had trouble, he thought. "Cass is a good person, Rosie. You should give her a chance," he said.

"She killed all those men," she said, glancing apprehensively in Cass's direction.

"Yes. She did what she felt she had to do. Can you honestly say you wouldn't want to do the same under similar circumstances?"

Rosie met his gaze again. "I suppose I'd be lying if I said I never felt the desire to kill anyone."

Brett's brow knitted in curiosity. He wondered who a usually happy person like Rosie would have wanted to kill. Then the answer struck him. "Ramsey?" he said softly.

Rosie's eyes became wide with fear. "I didn't say that. I didn't say nothin' about Ramsey Tylo. You didn't hear me say that," she gasped.

"All right, Rosie. Calm down. You didn't say anything. I'm sorry I suggested it," he said quickly.

“Don't ever say that again, Marshal Ryder. Don't ever tell anyone I said any such thing."

"All right, Rosie,” he assured. “I promise. I won’t ever mention it again.”

Rosie let out a sigh of relief. “I gotta go now. I’ve got work to do," she said, laying the towel on the counter.

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