Wild Thunder by Cassie Edwards

Author:Cassie Edwards [Edwards, Cassie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2015-06-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

Be strong!

We are not here to play, to dream, to drift!

—MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK

Anxious to get to Strong Wolf’s village, to discuss plans of marriage with him, Hannah rushed through her morning chores of getting Chuck ready for the long day ahead of him.

She had just stepped into the parlor, to retrieve his cane that he had left there the night before, when she heard Tiny laughing about something outside, just beneath the open window as he talked with some of the cowhands.

When Strong Wolf’s name came up in the conversation, and Tiny laughed sarcastically, Hannah inched over to the window. She slowly drew the thin curtain aside and listened more closely, glad that she had opened the window earlier.

“They’ve got him this time,” Tiny said as he untied his horse’s reins from around a hitching rail. “I hope he rots in that damn guardhouse.”

Hannah gasped and paled. She moved directly in front of the window. “What is that you are saying about Strong Wolf?” she asked, leaning out so that he could see her.

Tiny turned sharp, angry eyes at Hannah. “Your Injun friend?” he snarled. “Seems your wedding might be called off due to his pending death!” He laughed boisterously when he saw the look of alarm in Hannah’s eyes. “Yup. He’s gone and got himself in a peck of trouble, and I had nothing to do with it, either. So’s don’t go rantin’ and ravin’ at me, accusin’ me of one thing or another.”

“He’s . . . in . . . jail . . . ?” Hannah responded, her insides turning to cold shivers of pain. “Why? What happened?”

“Now, just look at this,” Tiny said, laughing as he looked over his shoulder at the men who were gathering around, listening. “She’s got time for Tiny now. Just look at her. The mention of Strong Wolf being behind bars has tamed our little miss just a mite, wouldn’t you all say?”

No one said anything, or laughed along with Tiny. They looked guardedly up at Hannah.

“You little twerp,” she hissed. “I should’ve known better than to ask you anything.”

“Honey, what’s the matter?” Chuck asked as he felt his way into the room without his cane. “What’s all the commotion about? Who are you talking to?”

Hannah turned with a start. She stepped away from the window, the curtain fluttering down behind her. “Chuck,” she said, her heart pounding in her fear of what might have happened to Strong Wolf. “Tiny said that Strong Wolf has been taken to the guardhouse at Fort Leavenworth. Do you know anything about it? Have you heard anything at all?”

“No, nothing,” Chuck answered, glad to have the cane when she brought it to him. “I’ll get Tiny in here and get the answers out of him, since he seems to know so much about it.”

“No, I don’t want to talk to that terrible man,” Hannah rebutted, her voice trembling. “I’ll go to the fort.” She shook her head as she held her temples between her hands. “No.

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