RNWMP: Bride for Dermot (Mail Order Mounties Book 7) by Cassie Hayes & Mail Order Mounties

Author:Cassie Hayes & Mail Order Mounties [Hayes, Cassie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2017-09-06T04:00:00+00:00

“So that’s what cougar poop looks like, huh?”

Kelu, the Kaska tracker Dermot had hired to teach him the tricks of his trade, raised a bushy eyebrow at him, then returned his attention to the pile of scat in the middle of the trail. He pointed up the trail, and Dermot gathered that was the direction the animal had been headed, though how Kelu knew that was a mystery.

Kelu didn’t have much English, and Dermot didn’t have much Kaska, but somehow they managed to communicate well enough for Dermot to learn, at least a little. His true motivation for the lessons was less about tracking animals — or criminals — and more about helping his sense of direction. That was a hard concept to explain to Kelu though, so he did his best to pay attention to his surroundings and soak up as much as he could.

Of course, Isabelle had inspired him to take this bold step. She’d shown no fear in her lessons with Janey, and as a result, she could cook better than him after less than two weeks. And he’d lived up here for a year!

His thoughts were interrupted by Kelu grabbing his hand and poking it into the pile of poo. His initial reaction was to yank it out, but Kelu never did anything without a very good reason. Dermot took a deep breath and tried to understand what the tracker was trying to show him.

The scat was, of course, disgusting, but what stood out to him was how cool it felt to the touch, even all the way at in the center, where his fingers were. That meant the big cat had passed by the spot some time earlier, and probably wasn’t lying in wait to pounce on them.

He smiled and waved his excrement-covered hand toward the path. “Gone long time,” he said, hoping by speaking simply, Kelu would understand more easily.

The older man smiled back and nodded, then motioned Dermot to follow him up the trail.

Knowing his words held little meaning for the man, Dermot decided he would be a good person to talk to about Isabelle. He couldn’t very well open his heart up to Jonathan, not after all his bravado. Besides, they were Mounties — they weren’t supposed to have soft, mushy feelings. Of course, anyone who spent any time at all with Jonathan and Elaine knew they were head over heels for each other, but manly men didn’t speak of such things.

“So you know how I go to Moose Lick every Monday for our weekly meeting?”

Kelu glanced over his shoulder briefly, then continued stalking up the path.

“Normally, I can’t wait to get there. It’s not a city, but at least I can go buy supplies or get a meal at the saloon. And that’s on top of getting to catch up with my friends and the goings-on around the world.”

Dermot didn’t mind that the papers ol’ Jed stocked were usually a month old. News was news.

“Well, ever since Isabelle arrived, the very thought of going into town churns up the acid in my stomach.

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