Houston's Hope: A clean cowboy romantic suspense (The Brothers of Copper Pass Book 4) by Hickey Cynthia

Author:Hickey, Cynthia [Hickey, Cynthia]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Winged Publications
Published: 2020-04-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

This was bad. This was really bad. After packing up the remaining youth and sending them to their rooms immediately upon returning to the ranch, Hope paced the common room waiting for Houston.

What would happen to this house of healing? Would Houston be charged with neglect? Who had left the gun by the dumpster and why? How badly injured was David? They’d been gone for hours with no word from the hospital.

Her head hurt from all the negative thoughts. She cupped her head in her hands and plopped onto the red and green plaid sofa. This could be the end of it all.

Wyatt entered the room. “The boy is fine.”

Hope slumped. “Thank God.”

“You look terrible. Go to bed, Houston can take care of David when they get back.”

“Tonight?”

Wyatt nodded. “The kid was lucky. The bullet grazed his foot rather than penetrating.” He sat next to her. “Before you take my advice and get some rest, do you mind coming with me to check around the dumpster? I need an extra pair of eyes and don’t want to wait too long.” He handed her a small flashlight from his pocket.

“Of course.” She wasn’t sure what she could do to help and suspected it was the sheriff’s way of getting her out there, off her guard, to ask questions. She didn’t know anything more than they did at this point.

She followed Wyatt into the night and clicked on her light. The dumpster sat behind the common building and another behind the dining hall. Wyatt led her to the one where Billy had most likely found the gun.

Wyatt stopped and gave a heavy sigh. The weight of the world seemed to rest on his shoulders.

“Should I leave?” Hope swallowed past the lump in her throat.

“Why?” He faced her and narrowed his eyes.

“I’ve brought trouble and now a young man has been injured.”

“Did you put the gun here?”

“No.” She shrugged.

“This isn’t your fault. Besides, Houston would kill me himself if I ran you off.” His teeth flashed. “I think he likes you.”

“He doesn’t trust me.”

Wyatt made a noise in his throat. “That, my dear, is your fault. He’ll come to trust you again.” He aimed the light around the ground. “Look carefully. There has to be a clue here.”

Hope wandered to the other side of the dumpster and studied the ground. There wasn’t a sign of a bullet, paper bag, footprint…nothing. Her instinct told her Uncle Roy was behind the gun being left there. He’d probably told his hired goon to leave it so he could find it.

“Was the gun the type police officers carry?”

“No,” Wyatt said. “It could belong to anyone. Only an idiot would use an official weapon like that.”

In her opinion that fit her uncle very well. She squatted down to peer under the dumpster. Nothing but leaves. Going out there had been a waste of time.

“Why does Minton want you harmed if there is no way he can get the inheritance?” Wyatt’s voice carried over the dumpster.

There it was. The real reason they were outside in the middle of the night.

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