Rustler's Moon
“The beautiful canyon welcomed her, calmed her. She felt the freedom of this place pounding through her blood.She’d been at work less than three hours and already she’d survived a party in her honor, injured a man she thought was attacking her and had a marriage proposal. Well, the proposal part was a joke, but still he had asked. Maybe living in this little town wasn’t going to be as boring as she’d hoped. Maybe she’d be different here. Braver.“Miss Harold?” Dan Brigman’s voice sounded from the hallway. “May I come in?”She turned toward the office door. Since the sheriff’s head was already in her office, she figured the rest of his body might as well be. “Of course.” She motioned to the chair in front of her desk, but he walked around to stand at the floor-to-ceiling window.Brigman looked exactly like what she imagined a county sheriff would look like. They should cast him in a series. He was tall, but not too tall. Brown hair in need of a cut. Boots well-worn and polished, and a weap...on strapped to his leg as if it were simply a part of him and nothing more.MoreLess
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