The Bounty Hunter and the Heiress by Carol Finch

Author:Carol Finch [Finch, Carol]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2008-11-28T23:00:00+00:00

Eva awakened the next day and lay in bed for several minutes, rehashing her argument with Raven and then mulling over the incident at the springs that nearly resulted in her death or capture. She had been overly sensitive and angry that Raven didn’t believe her story, but after giving the matter further consideration, she understood why he was reluctant to trust her.

All he had was her word for it. He’d likely heard dozens of claims of innocence from outlaws looking to save their necks. Plus, not every woman would take off cross-country to track down a man she claimed had stolen money from the family coffers. By being the exception to the rule, she inadvertently provoked skepticism from the jaded bounty hunter.

Sighing heavily, Eva propped herself up on her elbows. She should apologize to Raven, she supposed. She was as mistrusting of men as he was of her. Plus, she had stormed off in anger and she could have placed him and Blackowl in danger because of her recklessness.

When she descended the steps, she saw Hoodoo ensconced in his chair, stitching together a leather garment.

“Feeling better?” he asked, glancing up momentarily.

“Much better, thank you. The past few days have been unusual and difficult.”

“I would imagine so. You’re out of your element. Took me a while to adjust when I first arrived, too. Not the same as New Orleans, believe me.”

“Where’s Raven? I need to apologize to him for overreacting to his accusation that I’m after Gordon Carter because he took my share of the stolen money.”

Hoodoo’s gaze remained fixed on his stitching. “Are you?”

“No, but I suppose Raven hears more lies than truth in his line of work.”

“Reckon he does. Can’t always tell a skunk by the stripe on its back, I always say. The two-legged variety doesn’t have stripes. And not that Raven is perfect, don’tcha know. He’s cautious and mistrusting by habit and by nature. Hardscrabble living makes a man that way. You don’t get to make too many reckless mistakes in this wild country and live to tell about it. I got the scars to prove I barely escaped what would have been a fatal disaster, if not for Raven.”

“I’d like to talk to him if he’ll listen.”

“He’s putting the horses through rigorous training and Blackowl is helping him. I don’t expect them back until supper.”

“Then I’m going back to the springs to bathe first.” When Hoodoo shook his frizzy head, she flung up her hand to forestall his objection. “I’ll be more attentive this time. It will be good practice and training.” She pointed to his double-barrel shotgun, which was propped by the door. “May I?”

He nodded reluctantly. “All right, go ahead. But have a care or Raven will skin me alive for letting you out of my sight.”

She scoffed in contradiction as she picked up the weapon. “More than likely he’ll thank you for getting me out of his hair. He says I’m a nuisance of the worst sort.”

“Whatever the case, remain alert.” A wry smile quirked his lips.

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