Wild Sierra Rogue by Martha Hix

Author:Martha Hix [Hix, Martha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2015-08-10T04:00:00+00:00

He’d even given Olga’s picture to his mama.

“Can you believe it, Tex? Rafe abandoned me—us—and that Hector Flores business served no one but himself!—but he was profoundly sentimental when it came to a married woman. I should have expected nothing more from someone who wouldn’t even protect himself, much less a lady.”

Less than an hour after Soledad Paz had taken her leave, Margaret lay abed, spent. It had taken a storehouse of energy to be angry, furious, and embittered, and those grievous feelings still raged. Soledad Paz had reinforced what she’d known already: He was Olga’s man.

“May all the demons in perdition dance on his soul!”

“Honey, settle down.” Tex bathed her forehead with a cool cloth. “We always knew he weren’t no upstanding feller.”

“If that’s meant to make me feel better, you didn’t.”

“I’m just trying to make you see both sides of the story. What all he’s done, well, they be awful things, but—”

“Angus Jones McLoughlin, you studied grammar. You attended fine boarding schools. You know better than to say ‘they be’ !” Margaret rolled to her side and yanked the cover over her shoulder. “I thought you’d take to arms, hearing about the rogue and our sister. Damn him. Not only did he insult me—us—he didn’t even have the courtesy to visit his own mama.” Margaret shook a fist. “I hope his whacker falls off!”

“Sis, you oughtn’ta be talking nasty.”

“Nasty? I heard you use the word in front of some cowboys at the Four Aces.”

“That’s man-talk.” Tex shuffled his feet. “Sis, honey, talking about ole Rafe ain’t gonna help us outta the pickle we be, uh, we are in. With that Hector feller dead, what are we gonna do about getting to Mutti?”

Shame stilled Margaret’s purple snit. “You’re right. I’ve been thinking of myself; it’s Mother we need to worry about.”

“Maggie, we oughtn’ta borrow trouble. Mutti, why she’s a strong lady. She knows how to take care of herself.”

“True. But we aren’t in Mexico to sit on our behinds in a Chihuahua hotel.” Margaret pushed the covers away, got to unsteady feet, and began to organize her belongings. “We must pack. And make Eden Roc in all haste.”

“How we gonna find our way?”

“We’ll find our way.” She certainly wouldn’t depend on Rafe’s mother to find them a guide. “Our mother needs us.”

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