The Law and Disorder Boxset by Sharon Ihle

Author:Sharon Ihle
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePublishing Works!
Published: 2016-06-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

The following morning, Gant sat hunched in a front row seat at the arena and watched as Hans instructed J.R. on how to handle a full grown African lion.

"No, you idiot." Hans shouted far louder than necessary. "Never offer any lion a treat with your fingers. He will bite them off. Put za meat on za stick like this."

Gant sighed and shook his head. If it had been him in the ring with the German, he'd have buried his fist in the bastard's face long before now, puffing the other eye shut. If J.R. wanted the job badly enough to put up with such abuse, then so be it.

"Yes," Hans went on, grudgingly praising his replacement. "That is better. Now come here."

J.R. didn't move fast enough.

"I said, come here, idiot."

Gant drew in a sharp breath. Enough was enough. He thought about joining them and maybe having a little talk with Hans about basic decency, but then worried that J.R. would suffer all the more for his interference. As he weighed the idea Gant saw Maria slip into the arena. She glanced around, settled her gaze on him, and then started in his direction.

Suddenly uneasy, Gant slid down in his chair. The tiny woman's stride, although comedic and duck-like, was purposeful. She moved as if she were on some great mission, the female equivalent to the judge who'd found him guilty as charged.

Gant sat up with a start. Had Maria been watching from the ship last night? Could she have seen him drag her daughter off into the forest? If that was the case, there wasn't much he could say or do to defend himself. After all, he hadn't given Rayna much choice last night. Then again, she hadn't required a hell of a lot of coaxing either. Still, she might have said something to Maria. Who knew what went on in the mind of a woman?

Before Rayna, Gant had never even known a woman he'd bedded long enough to worry about entanglements or consequences. As those dark blue eyes bore down on him, Gant had a feeling he was about to break some new ground. And that Maria was wielding the shovel.

"Good morning," she said, her voice raspy as she crawled up on the chair beside Gant.

"Morning, ma'am." He tipped his hat, and then removed it. "Missed you at breakfast. Did you ever get anything to eat?"

She patted her tummy. "I've been a little sick lately, probably got hold of something bad."

"Maybe you ought to tell Hans about it," he suggested. "He does a lot of the doctoring around here."

"I shall be fine," Maria insisted. She scooted to the edge of her chair then, closer to Gant. "How is your brother's lesson coming? Has he been able to control the lion?"

Gant shrugged, that feeling of uneasiness moving right on over to genuine concern. He glanced at Maria, wondering why she disturbed him so. It wasn't her words or even the way she said them, but the look in her eyes that alarmed him.

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