Cowboy Behind the Badge. Delores Fossen

      “No. Wait here and stay away from the windows.” Tucker didn’t move until she had the babies back by the bed before he drew his gun and started for the door. Their visitor knocked just as he got there. He swung open the door and asked the guy to identify himself.

      “Martin Hague,” the man said, but his voice trailed off to nothing but breath when he spotted Tucker’s gun. “I heard on the drive over that you’d had some trouble out here.”