the sheriff is done with his business,â he said. Then to her surprise he held a hand out to her. âWant a ride?â
Cassie was taken aback by the offer. His eyes on her were steady yet cautious. The thought of climbing up behind him, of being that close to him . . . not just him but any man. She couldnât show her fear.
âNo thanks, Iâll walk,â she said.
âSuit yourself.â If she hadnât been standing so close she wouldnât have seen the slight twitch of his knees that told his horse to move. The horse jumped forward at a trot and flicked its tail right in her face. Jacob Reece rode up to her house without a backward glance.
EIGHT
âN ow that wasnât a bit neighborly,â Ward said as Jake dismounted from Skip and joined him and Cade on the porch of Cassie Parkerâs house.
âWhich part? The part where she showed up carrying her guns or the part where we were surrounded by sheep?â Jake asked.
âThe part where you just rode off and left her,â Ward said.
âI offered her a ride and she didnât want it,â Jake groused. âOf course it might be because sheâs loco. Sheâd have to be to bring sheep into cattle country.â
âMaybe we should hear her side of the story before we pass judgment,â Cade said.
âI donât know,â Ward said. âNo matter what her reasons, itâs still not a good decision. I imagine the reaction when the Cattlemenâs Association finds out thereâs a couple of hundred sheep around wonât be good.â
âYeah, and Iâll be the one that will have to deal with it,â Jake growled. âWhat difference does it make to you anyway?â he asked Ward. âItâs not like youâve got a dog in this fight.â
âMy income depends upon the happiness and well-being of everyone in this valley,â Ward said. âAnd since things seem to come to a head in the Heavenâs Gate, Iâd like to know whatâs going on so I can keep the peace and my furniture.â
âWell I got a feeling things are going to get a whole lot worse before they get better,â Jake said as Cassie stepped onto her porch. Once more he was struck by how small she was. She barely came up to his shoulder and he was six feet tall. Next to Ward and the sheriff she looked downright miniscule. Yet she was feisty. Sheâd put him on his back quick enough on the trail and she knew how to hold a gun.
âIâm sorry about the sheep,â she said right off as she leaned her rifle against the wall. âNot that theyâre here,â she quickly amended. âJust that they got out and in your way. Itâs not the usual way I welcome visitors.â
âYou donât have to explain yourself to anyone,â Cade said. âAs long as you can pay what you owe youâve got the right to do whatever you want with the property.â He handed her the tax bill.
âWait just a doggone minute,â Jake began. He could not believe that the sheriff wasnât protesting the presence of sheep. But then again, why would he? After all, the man had posed as a preacher. Allowing sheep in cattle country wasnât that much of a reach after that.
âDonât you have something for Miss Parker too?â Ward interrupted.
âTell me again why youâre here?â Jake asked Ward, who was having entirely too much of a good time. Jake took a moment to work his jaw when he realized it hurt from being clenched so tight. Something about Cassie Parker had him all twisted up inside. In the past few weeks heâd just put it down to her getting the best of him on the trail but after the recent events, he was certain she had come to Colorado for the express purpose of aggravating him.
Right now she looked a bit paler than normal as she perused the tax bill. It had to be high, with the property being two years in arrears. Maybe she