Crazy Horse by Jenny Oldfield

Author:Jenny Oldfield [Oldfield, Jenny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781402268281
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.

6

“I’m c-c-cold!” Lisa complained. “My feet are freezing, I can’t feel my fingers, and my face is a solid block of ice!”

Kirstie allowed Lucky to plod ahead, up the slopes of Lazy B land toward Miners’ Ridge. Light was fading and snow clouds rolling in. She reckoned they had half an hour of daylight to make it back to Half Moon Ranch.

“Sure was a waste of time back there at Ponderosa Pines,” Charlie admitted. “Aside from being given the chance to take a look at the mind-blowing gray mare, of course.”

The coil of fancy rope hanging around Kirstie’s saddle horn attracted her attention as the others grumbled on. Finding it had been their last lucky break in their quest to trace the horse thieves. After that, the clues had dried up, and even she was questioning her own hunch that Wes Logan had somehow been involved.

“I can sure see why Mr. Logan wanted to buy Cadillac,” Charlie went on. “He and San Luis Dawn would look mighty fine.”

“Oh, I’m c-c-co-old!” Lisa groaned. She hunched inside her slicker, letting Jitterbug pick her own way up the mountain. “Next time you mix me up in some crazy notion of tracking down a bunch of horse thieves, Kirstie Scott, I just gotta tell myself, ‘warm fires, hot chocolate, TV’! ’Cause no way do I want to go through this again. I’d rather stay home like any normal person!”

Kirstie gave a faint smile but no reply. She’d reached the ridge and turned to wait for the other two riders trailing along behind.

“How come you’re not telling me to cowboy-up?” Lisa challenged. It was Kirstie’s usual way of joking Lisa out of a tough situation. They could be starving hungry out on a trail and the rain could come down in buckets. They would be drenched to the skin, lost miles from anywhere, and Kirstie would drop in the old Half Moon Ranch motto: “C’mon, Lisa, cowboy-up!”

“Hmm? Oh, I guess I’m thinking about Wes Logan’s plans for San Luis Dawn,” she answered quietly. Charlie and Rodeo Rocky had joined them on the ridge, and this time, she let the wrangler’s horse lead the way down onto Meltwater Trail.

“You mean shipping her out to California for the winter?” Lisa recalled the rich rancher’s phone conversation about the white horse.

His cell phone had interrupted them as they admired his pride and joy, and he’d answered it to confirm arrangements with his wife, Nancy, for San Luis Dawn to spend the winter in the warmer climate of the West Coast. There’d been talk of two drivers being used to drive the horse box the long distance, mention of times and dates, of a ranch called Bluebird Hill outside San Francisco, and the expected day when “they” would arrive.

The word “they” had bothered Kirstie. “They should be with you late Sunday,” Wes Logan had told his wife down the long-distance line.

Who were “they”? Did it mean he was planning to send more than one horse in the truck? If

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