The Ranger. Carol Finch
the outlaw gang I infiltrated three months ago,” Hawk elaborated. “Even when I flashed my badge she didn’t believe me. She thought I had stolen it, along with this….”
He fished into the saddlebags to retrieve the stacks of bank notes. Fletch’s eyes widened in astonishment.
“When I made off with the bandits’ loot, Shiloh presumed I took it for personal gain.”
“Considering our mixed heritage, what else would you think?” Fletch focused his resentful gaze on Shiloh.
“Now wait just a blasted minute!” Shiloh snapped as she lurched toward Fletcher. Pain and weariness made her irritable and sensitive. “As I told your brother, it isn’t his heritage that makes me wary. It’s being male. But after he saved my life a couple of times I have revised my low opinion of him. Somewhat, at least. But just because you’re brothers doesn’t mean I’ll take your word. I’d expect you to vouch for him.”
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