RNWMP: Bride for Joel (Mail Order Mounties Book 4) by Amelia C. Adams & Mail Order Mounties

Author:Amelia C. Adams & Mail Order Mounties [Adams, Amelia C.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2017-07-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

When Joel returned to his cabin, the first thing he saw when he walked in was a pie sitting on his dining room table. He had to laugh—he’d gotten Miss Hazel out of a precarious situation, and she’d promised him a pie in exchange for his silence. That was going to be one tasty bribe.

Early the next morning, he was awakened to pounding on his cabin door. When he opened it, he saw Cyrus Green, one of the business owners in town, standing on the other side, looking a bit perturbed.

“Corporal Clark, you’re needed,” Cyrus said.

Having slept in a shirt and trousers, as he did out of habit so he’d be ready for anything, Joel grabbed his pistol and headed out, following Cyrus to a clearing behind some of the near cabins. A million thoughts were going through his head—maybe Black Jack had been found. Maybe there was another gunshot victim. Cyrus wasn’t talking, and Joel didn’t know what to prepare for.

And he certainly couldn’t have prepared himself for what he saw.

The moose that frequently wandered through town—the one he’d been told was now named Monty—was nibbling on some leaves growing on a bush near the edge of the clearing. Timothy Horn, a man who had just moved to the area with his family, had his rifle trained on the animal, and Evelyn had a pistol trained on Timothy.

“There you are, Joel,” Evelyn said.

“Thank goodness, Corporal,” Timothy said at the same time.

Joel squared his shoulders. “Both of you, lower your weapons,” he said. “Nice and slow.”

Evelyn and Timothy glared daggers at each other, but they complied.

“Now, set them on the ground.”

Again, they did as they were told.

Joel crossed his arms over his chest. “All right, what’s all this about?”

The two started talking so fast and loud, Joel couldn’t make out what either was saying. All he could tell was that they were equally agitated. Finally, he held up both hands. “Hold it—hold it. One at a time. Timothy, you first.”

Evelyn didn’t look pleased about having to wait, but Joel couldn’t play favorites right now. Timothy cleared his throat. “Well, I was out hunting, and I found moose tracks up on the ridge. I lost them halfway down, but then I found this fellow right here in town. It was providential. So I got him lined up in my sights, but then she came along and told me that if I shot the moose, she’d shoot me.”

Joel was surprised and yet not surprised to hear this. He nodded, then turned to Evelyn. “What do you have to say?”

“Joel, this is Monty,” she said, as though that answered everything. “Monty the Moose.”

“Yes, I do recognize him. Why did you pull a gun on Timothy? And for that matter, where did you get one?”

“It’s mine,” she replied. “I’ve owned it since I was sixteen.”

“And you just happened to have it on you this morning?”

“Of course not. I carry it all the time.”

Joel rubbed his hand across his face. “You carry it all

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