PART TWO
Evening had come to Four Corners and almost everyone
had settled down from the mornings excitement. Everyone except a angry,
menacing gunslinger
After confronting the woman, Larabee had stormed off and had been alone in
the sheriffs office ever since. No one had dared disturb the foul mood
hed worked himself into.
Instead, the town and its peacekeepers had gone about their daily business.
The remainder of the day had been uneventful and now the setting sun had
brought out the usual assortment of nightlife. Excluding the intense poker
game going on at the corner table, the saloon was its normal center of activity.
Bill Thomas and Harry Watkins had been traveling east on the late stage to
Eagle Bend. They had decided to stop over in town before continuing on their
journey. Both men had exchanged knowing looks when a fancy southern gentleman
had suggested a friendly game' of Five-Card Stud. Neither, of
course, knew of the gamblers reputation and Standish took full advantage
of that fact.
Along with several of the townsfolk, four of The Seven stood around the table
watching the card game. Nathan and Josiah had agreed earlier that Ezra would
prevail at the end of the evening and were now positioned behind him to observe
the outcome.
Buck stood squarely behind his newest friend. Hed warmed nicely to
the woman and believed she could beat the southerner again tonight.
As usual, John Dunne was just caught up in the excitement of the moment and
migrated around the table as he saw fit.
The only wild card at the table tonight was Athena. The two new visitors
had strongly objected at a woman playing but the gambler
had assured them that she had money and could play. It was as though Ezra
and Athena had been playing a game of cat and mouse the past few days. Domination
of their nightly poker games had alternated equally, yet the gambler seemed
to have lost no money. He somehow found himself drawn to the young lady but
they still had not spoken.
During this evenings game, assets had been exchanged between all
participants and none of them were ready to give up. All the players had
money left in their pockets as the last round was called. The kitty still
held a small amount of money left over from the last hand. The ante had been
upped a couple of times during the night and now sat at five dollars. Watkins
was to deal the final round and as he shuffled, everyone threw in their money.
The gathered crowd grew silent as Harry slowly dealt out the hold and up
cards. Bills three was the lowest card showing after the deal and he
started the game by adding another five in the pot. The remaining players
matched that bet.
The next round of up cards was dealt and Ezra smiled inside. He had a pair
of queens while Bill and Harry appeared to have nothing. Opposite the gambler,
Athena had an eight and jack of diamonds. Everyone bet with their cards and
the dealer handed everyone another up card.
Bill now had a pair of sevens while the woman drew the seven of diamonds.
Standish had received a two and Harry still had nothing. At this point in
the game, none of the hold cards had been touched. The southerner raised
the bet another five and Bill and Athena called. Watkins was frustrated and
finally checked his hold card. He cussed under his breath and threw in his
hand.
Standish took in his remaining opponents as Harry dealt the third round of
up cards. Thomas seemed nervous to the experienced eye but the young lady
across the table showed no hint of emotion. She held the possibility of a
flush in her hand but no one could tell by her face.
The gambler tested the ladys resolve with a gentle smile as he caught
her eye. Still there was no emotion to be read as she simply stared at him.
She certainly does possess excellent skills.
The game continued.
Excitement grew as the onlookers talked quietly amongst themselves. Harry
had completed the deal of the final up card to the remaining players. Ezra
drew another queen while Bill drew another seven. Athenas card was
the nine of diamonds. Thomas fumbled with his cards and then chose to peek
at his hold card. After several anxious seconds, he folded. There was just
no way his sevens could beat the queens and four of a kind was out of the
question as the woman already had one.
Standish studied the hand and face of his last opponent. Still he could see
no hint of emotion. After looking briefly at his three of a kind, he glanced
at each one of their hold cards. Neither he, nor the young lady, had looked
at them yet.
Athena closed her eyes while the gambler considered the cards. After careful
deliberation, she heard him call. As her eyes opened the corner of the
womans lips curled and she bet.
The gambler weighed his chances. He showed three royal ladies and a deuce.
The woman had an eight, jack, seven and nine of diamonds. If she held another
diamond, she would beat him but if he had another lady, he would win.
Understanding that the game could go either way, he decided to finally look
at his hold card. The gambler turned the corner of his card up gently and
considered his options again. Several anxious seconds past before he saw
the bet, raised it another ten and called.
The woman sat still and looked deep into the green eyes that now pierced
her soul. From this man she needed no touch to tell her his deepest thoughts.
He was so very good at this game they had been playing but he was even better
at another. In her heart, Athena could sense his deep longing. If this desire
was so strong in his essence then why did he hide it so much? These green
eyes told a much deeper story than their owner cared to admit. This mans
journey to a new place would need to happen before
The southerner had become accustomed to the ladys unusual stare over
the past few nights. When she looked at him, he had a hard time concentrating
on his cards. Tonight though, he sensed that she was completely lost in thought.
He shuffled in his seat to regain her attention. Although she still hadnt
looked at her hold card, Athena smiled at him, matched his bet, raised another
ten and called.
Ezras smile was wide as he turned up his hold card to reveal the remaining
queen. Applause sounded as everyone congratulated themselves on a game well
played. The crowd seemed pleased with the gamblers win and Nathan and
Josiah congratulated him.
Disgusted with the outcome, Bill and Harry departed with the thinning crowd.
Athena held her stare throughout the long moments it took for the crowd to
disperse. Still unmoving in her chair, she finally stood, tilted her head
and gave the gambler a gently ingratiating smile.
Standish nodded an acknowledgement before tipping his hat and reaching to
gather the pot.
Intent on collecting his winnings, the southerner was still leaning across
the table when he noticed Athena slowly pick up her hold card.
Without looking at it, she placed it carefully in his breast pocket.
Confused by her actions, the gambler frowned.
Looking deep into his sea green eyes, the young lady tilted her head once
more. Smiling coyly, she turned and walked silently out of the saloon.
Ezra followed her with his gaze before glancing at the other four peacekeepers
still present.
They all shared the same questioning look.
Straightening his stance, Standish slowly removed the card from his pocket
and turned it over. The card he held was another diamond
but it was
the ten.
As he climbed the stairs towards her room, the gambler
could feel his apprehension growing. She obviously knew her straight flush
beat my four of a kind! Why did she conceded defeat and let me take the money
that was rightfully hers? Lost in his thoughts, he stood outside her
door quietly contemplating his next move. Slowly Ezra retrieved the money
from his pocket and considered it carefully. Well, she did give it to
me!
Movement prompted his attention and Standish raised his head and looked at
the young woman who stood in front of him. He hadnt heard Athena open
the door. Her appearance had altered slightly from an hour ago. Her long
blond hair flowed freely around her shoulders and she was barefoot on the
cold, wooden floor.
The couple held each others gaze complete
After a long minute of silence, she waved him in.
The southerner removed his hat and gave a brief, courteous nod before entering.
Athena slowly closed the door.
The southerner stared at the wall rather than face the woman. A declaration
of this nature might be simple for most but for Standish, the words would
not come easy. He had no idea how to relate the facts
let alone look
into her eyes when he made the statement. Although he had no clear understanding
of why, the way Athena looked at him always made him
The words will just be easier if I didnt have to see her eyes.
Standish cleared his throat. "It appears there has been an error," he began.
"The victory and the spoils of our final contest are rightfully yours, my
dear lady." He turned and held out the money for her but still avoided her
eyes.
The woman made no move to retrieve the currency. She looked at the gambler
intently. She wanted only for him to return her stare.
After several long seconds, he complied with her silent request. Yet, as
he gazed at her, Ezra knew something was different. He had unknowingly, become
accustomed to her gentle smile and couldnt comprehend why it wasnt
there. What could I possibly have done wrong? Perhaps my actions are
repulsive? Perhaps its just me! Moving past the woman quickly,
Standish reached for the door handle.
She watched him move towards the door. "Do not go," Athena beckoned quietly.
She looked deeply into his eyes as he turned around. "I can not take the
money, sir. I conceded the game to you before my hold card was revealed."
Ezra shook his head. "But you already knew the identity of your card." He
was certain of his facts. "You knew your hand was triumphant. Why did you
relinquish the victory?" He truly could not conceive her actions. Crossing
the room again, the gambler placed the money on the small table. His back
was to the lady once more. "The money is rightfully yours," he turned slowly
to look at her. "I will not profit from deceit!"
Athena still had not moved. "There was no intended deception, sir. I simply
cannot take the money. The one hundred and forty seven dollars was meant
for you."
Standing beside the table, the southerner sighed and set his hat down. He
leafed the money before turning to look at Athena again. He simply stood
and stared. How could she possibly have known the amount of money that
the kitty held? "How did you
"
"The numbers have set your play in motion, sir. The outcome is yours alone
to resolve."
Her words were poetic but their meaning was lost on the gambler. He looked
deep into her beautiful hazel eyes and became transfixed. Never before had
he witnessed such unguarded emotions in a simple look.
Athena returned his gaze with growing excitement. This man was so very
handsome
even to the point of distraction. Yet, it was not his physical
form alone that attracted her. She could feel the depths of his soul and
see all that he hid from the world. There was truly more to this man than
she had anticipated.
And, the lady wanted
more.
As they slowly drew closer to each other her words softened to a seductive
pitch. "You are no stranger to deception, sir
It is a performance you
have mastered well."
Ezras poker face was in full play as they held each others eyes.
Again, they moved to close the distance between them.
"Why do you hide your true self from those who stand strongest beside you?"
she moved the conversation to the topic she needed to pursue.
Standish was taken aback by the direct nature of the questions. Clearly,
she could see right through the obscurity in which he chose to
surround
himself.
"Why can you not reveal your doubts and fears to your friends?" she questioned
again.
They held each others gaze so completely.
"My associates do not view the world in the same manner as I," he tried to
convince her.
"Might I suggest that only you, are of that opinion, sir?"
The southerner was truly beginning to dislike the designation she called
him and thought he might distract her from her current conversation. He smiled.
"It would please me greatly, if you would call me Ezra."
She acknowledged his attempt to divert her attention but could not pass up
this opportunity to set this man on his path. Her words were but a whisper
as she spoke. "Your brotherhood within The Seven is deserved, Ezra
Standish
but the fellowship will be tested. It is vulnerable unless
all components understand their place. You must embrace the solidarity of
your peers."
Clearly disheartened by her statement, the gambler tried again to distract
the woman from her train of thought. His voice, too, barely audible outside
of their close confines, "You seem to indicate that I beguile my associates
in some way. I must take exception to that statement, dear lady. When a conflict
is at hand, I believe we all contribute equally. If you had been present
for any length of time you would have observed this for yourself
instead
of jumping to false conclusions."
They were so close now that each could feel the others breath.
"And when those battles have been fought you simply mask your existence and
turn away from the men who stand strongest beside you."
"I do not welcome your observances," he tried to be angry and lowered his
chin. "They are untrue." Standish spoke the words but in his heart, he did
not believe them. He knew every word she uttered was the truth. His belief
was simply... That no matter how hard he tried, he just didnt fit in
with the others
But, I
really dont try that hard
Do I? Could it really be true? Do I bring this estrangement on myself? Could
it truly be damaging to our little fraternity?
As he raised his head to look at her again, Athenas lip curled ever
so gently.
Ezra could not resist touching her. He returned her smile and the momentary
anger faded as he slowly ran his finger through her hair. When she showed
no resistance, he leaned in to kiss her gently.
And, when the embrace was over, they repeated it twice more.
Athena welcomed his touch. It would afford her a greater opportunity to look
more deeply into his heart. She blushed under his gaze and they kissed
again
this time longer and harder. When their lips parted, the
womans eyes lowered and she drew in a long easy breath. Slowly, she
backed away to the door before turning. She stood staring at the key for
several long seconds before she felt his hands on her shoulder.
Sensing her hesitation, Standish took his own deep deliberate breath and
forced back his longing. Ever the gentleman, he smiled for her. "My dear
lady," he whispered. "I believe it is time for me to go."
She too, smiled softly, closed her eyes
and turned the key.
Tanner had spent the night silently watching over his
leader.
It had been late when the tracker finally couldnt stand his thoughts
anymore. The town was quiet and the womans reflections were strangely
absent from his mind. With nothing else to occupy him, Vins attentions
had drifted to his best friends disposition. He knew the blond was
seething below the surface. He understood that nothing bothered Chris more
than no having control over his own fate.
The sharpshooter had tossed ideas around in his head as he made his way to
the jail. But, he was no more in control, than the gunslinger was. How could
Vin possibly defuse the growing tension between Larabee and the woman? Different
scenarios played through his mind, but nothing seemed practical given the
two personalities involved. Stubborn aint always s a good thing!
Finally deciding that maybe his presence alone would be enough to calm his
best friend, the tracker went on inside their office and found a chair.
They didnt talk. They barely even acknowledged each others company.
They were simply together and each man took comfort in that fact throughout
the night.
As the townsfolk slowly awoke and went about their business, Tanner finally
took in his leaders form. At first glance, the blond appeared calm,
but Vins refined senses told him otherwise. It had been well over a
week since Chris had left town. It was obvious that he was feeling hemmed
in. Athena had been here all that time and her constant presence was matters
worse. Perhaps he could convince Larabee to visit his place for a couple
of hours. It might give the gunslinger a better perspective on the situation.
Nodding his concurrence with his own idea, the tracker sat up in his chair.
"Figured its bout time ya took a ride out tah ya homestead,"
he suggested. "Me and the boys can look after things here for a spell."
The gunslinger didnt react but he considered the offer for a while.
Maybe the sharpshooter was right. A little space and fresh air couldnt
do him any harm. It would be good not to have that woman looking at him all
the time. "Maybe!" was his only reply.
"Reckon while yer thinkin on it, Ill go get maself some coffee."
He got to his feet and waved to the door. "Join me?"
Larabee eyed the man curiously. The tracker knew just when to back off and
just when he could break Chris out of his moods. He looked at Tanner and
bestowed upon him his usually hidden smile. Gaining his feet, the blond joined
his younger friend as they headed out to get some breakfast.
The rising sun cast long shadows across the suite as
the dim light revealed the rooms occupants. Athena rested face down
on the bed, while Ezra lay gently against her back listening to her breathing
and her heartbeat. He moved her hair aside and gently ran his fingers over
the tattoo that adorned her back. The intricacy of the design fascinated
him yet; he couldnt help but notice how it was etched into her skin.
"Did it hurt when they did this to you?" he asked quietly.
He could not see the woman close her eyes in response.
A long moment past as they both contemplated the red wolf.
Standish had no real understanding of the creature depicted in the marking.
It looked much like the wild animals he had seen once. He could only wonder
why the red wolf was so significant
And, why the
woman seemed branded with it.
Studying the markings, the southerner smiled gently. It was beautiful. This
woman was beautiful
He slowly began to question why she would waste
her time worrying about The Seven
and him? His thought finally got
the best of him
"Why do you concern yourself so readily with my attachment
to my
friends?" Standish hadnt noticed how uncomfortable he felt
using this word. Umm, Perhaps I should use it more often!
"All of you must belong completely if The Seven are to endure. You must see
Destiny together."
Standish allowed the woman to turn under him before resting his head on her
chest.
"You must believe in your heart that your contributions are important.
You must understand without questioning. History must know The Seven," she
fingered his hair softly as she spoke.
Ezra acknowledged her poetry with a sigh. History must know The Seven?
How Curious!
Glancing up at her, the southerner smiled. "I fear I will never belong
completely..." he huffed. "Mr. Larabee sees to that. "
Her caressing stopped. "Then it is only the dark one that you fear?"
Ezra laughed. "My dear, Athena," he smiled, setting his head back to her
breast. "The dark one, as you call him, is The
Seven. Without Mr. Larabee I conclude, there would be no brotherhood."
The woman frowned. "Then you believe another man holds your fate?"
Standish thought hard on her words. This cant be true!
Can
it! Do I really look at Chris Larabee in those terms?
Suddenly Ezra was standing high above the Seminole village. A very irate gunslinger growled his caution Dont ever run out on me again!
Ezra gazed at the curtains that hung in the window.
Have we really been at odds with one another since that day?
Or is
it me? Am I the one who prevents any relationship from forming? Not just
with Chris
but with the others, too.
The gambler was seriously questioning himself. He frowned, clearly confused.
But, the more he thought on her words, the more they made sense. His view
of his friends slowly began to change. Until this very moment, he had believed
that the men, who stood beside him, really didnt want him there. He
doubted their gestures of friendship and as such, continually detached himself
from them whenever he deemed it necessary. But,
maybe it wasnt
them
Ezra thought deeply
This woman was succeeding in showing him a completely
different way of looking at his world. Perhaps there really were seven
of them after all!
Wrapping his arm around her body, he cuddled the woman close. "What price
do you pay for such inspiring insight, Athena?"
Standish watched as the smile slowly left the womans face. He leaned
up and kissed her gently. "Perhaps, knowing a man so completely
is
not as effortless as you convey."
Athena closed her eyes for a brief second. Yes!
He is so very good
at this game he plays.
Taking a deep purposeful breath, the woman quickly wiped the distracting
reflections from her mind. She returned his smile, satisfied in the knowledge
that she had accomplished what she set out to do. Given enough time to consider
her words, in combination with his own thoughts, Ezra Standish would understand
his place within The Seven.
Playing with his hair, Athena smiled. Three more
but the
others will not be this easy!
Entering the saloon, John Dunne looked around and frowned.
Seeing the gathering at their usual table, he ventured over. "Anyone seen
Ezra today?"
The preacher considered the question. "Come to think of it
not since
last night."
"He cant still be in bed at this hour," added Jackson. "Even Ezras
not that lazy."
JD took up a seat. "Nope
already checked his room," he clarified. Pulling
out a deck of cards, he sighed. "I was wanting him to finish teaching me
how tah do that fancy shuffle but I cant find him anywhere. Thought
Id at least see him at lunch
but nothing." The disappointment
was so clear in his voice that he hadnt really realized what he was
saying.
Hearing the hidden words in the kids declaration, Josiah sat up straight
in his chair. "Maybe its time we take a look around, brothers," the
preacher suggested.
Jackson was deep in thought. "Ya know
" he huffed, "Now that you mention
it
I aint see the girl neither!"
Suddenly realizing what the implication was, Wilmington looked at the healer
suspiciously. "Now hold on there, Nathan
You aint
suggestin
"
The healer pursed his lips humorously. "Aint suggestin nothin.
Just sayin I aint seen her, is all."
At the bar, the tracker tipped his hat to Inez and headed out the door. He
overheard the conversation and stopped. "Aint seen who?"
Smiling at Vins arrival, the kids expression quickly changed
to disappointment. "Ezra
" he responded.
Looking at Buck teasingly, Nathan smirked. "Or Athena."
Tanner considered the statement for a minute. Come to think of it
he
hadnt seen the woman either
and her thoughts were still absent
from his consciousness. "Ill take a look around," he suggested
suspiciously. Nodding to the others, he continued towards the door.
Settling back in, the remaining men continued their previous discussion.
Once outside, the sharpshooter gazed about town trying
to figure out where best to start looking. Glancing south his eyes came to
rest on Ezra and Athena as they departed her hotel together.
Standish kissed the lady lightly on the cheek as they parted company. She
headed for the livery, while the gambler headed toward the restaurant.
From deep inside the tracker, some unexplained rages came rushing out. Tanner
moved to intercept the southerner as he crossed the street. He looked at
him sternly as they met up. "You got somethin you wanna tell me?" the
sharpshooter questioned.
"And a pleasant good morning to you, Mr. Tanner," the gambler smiled at Vin
and continued to walk.
"Its long past noon, Standish." the tracker almost growled the name.
Ezra stopped. He was a little surprised by the sharpshooters tone but
made light of the situation. "Really?
Well
I dont believe
I have anything that requires discussing at this point in time," he raised
an eyebrow and slapped his friend on the shoulder.
The tracker frowned. His refined senses told him that Ezra just wasnt
his usual self. He grabbed the mans arm and swung him around to look
in his face. "Yeah
I think you do," he insisted.
"My dear, Mr. Tanner..." Standish started
He quickly rethought his
words as he looked into the trackers eyes. For some unknown reason
Ezra was amused with his fellow peacekeeper
He smirked. "Why, Vin
If
I didnt know better, Id swear you were jealous."
Vin!
Oh, now the sharpshooter knew something was wrong
And, he still
couldnt shake the feeling he had in his gut. Hed seen too many
women taken advantage of and it was second nature for him to make all of
them feel like ladies... no matter who they were. And, while Tanner didnt
think Ezra would ever intentionally
do anything to hurt
Oh,
but that aint the point
"I aint being jealous," he
retorted. "Is just looking out for the girl is all
" He looked
at Standish curiously and for some mysterious reason the question just spilled
out of his mouth. "
Did you
?"
The southerner puffed his chest as he looked back in the direction Athena
had gone. His coy grin was wide. It wasnt normal for him to disclose
such personal information but he felt like a new man today. "We did indeed,
Mr. Tanner
we did indeed," he smiled again and took a deep, refreshing
breath "
and I do believe that young lady has shown me where I truly
belong," he added. Releasing his arm, Standish patted the tracker on the
back and gave his friend another big grin.
Vin watched the gambler go with a disbelieving look on his face. Ezra
really aint himself today!
Turning to look back the way Athena had disappeared, a stern look grew on
the sharpshooters face. For the first time in more than a week, Tanner
found himself questioning the womans reasons for being in their town.
Whats she really up to?
And, why wont she speak
to me?
The tracker approached the livery guardedly. He was looking
for Athena but he spotted Chris preparing his horse. "Heading out for a couple
a hours?" he questioned cautiously.
Larabee was adjusting the strap on his saddle. "Thought Id wander out
to my place and check on things." He mounted up and adjusted into positioned.
The blond had considered the trackers suggestion carefully. Things
in town were quiet and he really did need time to calm down.
"You seen the girl?" Tanner asked as he glanced around.
Chris could sense a little different in his friends tone. "Something
wrong?"
Vin shrugged. "Nah
" He was trying to convince both of them. "Just
aint seen much of er is all." Looking at the gunslinger on his
horse, the tracker felt anxious. Maybe the advice hed given Larabee
that morning wasnt so good. Maybe Chris leaving town wasnt such
a good idea after all. But, Tanner didnt want to alarm his leader.
The man really did need some time alone. Trying to lighten the mood, the
tracker cracked a smile. "Dont be gone too long
hear."
Larabee returned the trackers smirk. "Be back tomorrow morning
maybe," he called back as he spurred his horse north through town.
Tomorrow morning
Maybe! The sharpshooter couldnt help
believing he shouldnt let his leader go but it was too late to stop
him now. Hed suggested Chris take a ride. Going out to check on his
place seemed like a good excuse. Vin watched his friend disappear in the
distance.
Hadnt figured on ya stayin out all night
though
Jackson demanded the trackers attention as he rushed
in the door. "Vin
I think you need tah see this?"
Wilmington and Tanner had been talking over their morning coffee. Their attention
was quickly drawn to the open doorway.
Athena stood right in the middle of the Main Street. Her hands were outstretched
and her eyes were closed tightly.
Beside her stood a sure-footed silver beast...
The sharpshooters eyes locked on the animal as he jumped to his feet.
An Arctic Wolf?
The fourth guardian?
With Tanner leading the way, the three peacekeepers moved cautiously outside.
"Its too early in the day for any kind 'a prayin. Aint
it?" Jackson questioned as they stepped off the boardwalk. "But what else
could she be doin?"
Close on Vins heels, the ladies man shrugged. "Maybe shes
callin that horse of hers. Thats kind a like she did it
the first mornin she was here."
Tanner frowned. "Dont think so
"
Buck and Nathan could sense that their friends mood had become all
too serious, far too quickly. They held back and watched as the sharpshooter
moved closer to the girl as she began to speak softly.
The trackers movements were deliberately and slow. He glanced cautiously
at the wolf before focusing on the woman.
"Hotamema sephaoo," she repeated, over and over.
Jackson could make out the Indian dialect. "Whats she saying, Vin?"
The sharpshooter listened for a moment. He cocked his head. "Crazy dogs!"
"Dogs?" Wilmington repeated.
"Crazy dogs
as in renegades," Vin clarified. Hed heard the terms
native people used to refer to all manner of rebels and traitors
white
or red skinned. Looking back at Athena, Tanner tried to remember his words.
"Tonesto?" he asked.
There was a long silence before she answered his question, "Naha."
Damn!
Neither the woman nor the wolf moved, as the sharpshooter turned to the others
to explain. "Shes warnin us of riders comin in and Im
guessin they aint aimin on bein too friendly."
Buck jaw line grew tense. "Does she know how many?" he asked apprehensively.
"I just asked that," Tanner replied anxiously as he looked around town. "
All she said was three times as many."
Nathans eyes widened with concern. "Three times as many
as us?"
"I reckon."
"Sweet Jesus!" Jackson exclaimed. The words served as both his declaration
of dread and as a prayer.
Buck looked around cautiously. "Wheres Chris?"
Tanner looked at his friend before averting his eyes. "I sent him out a
town yesterday. Was hoping maybe hed cool down some
" Rubbing
his chin, he cocked his head. "Reckon I thought
hed be back before
trouble came."
The rogue pursed his lips angrily. "Reckon you thought wrong!" His emotions
quickly heating up, Buck shook his head. He was exasperated with the tracker
and his news and his tone conveyed that. And Larabee
Just when they
needed their leader, the most, he wasnt around. His oldest friends
brooding was really starting to piss Buck off again. "How long, Athena?"
The ladies man tried to question the girl.
Vins eyes traveled back to the woman.
A long moment past before she finally replied. "Exanenestse."
The sharpshooter cocked his head again. "All shes sayin is tah
get ready," he translated. "Cant be long
best get the others."
As Nathan and Buck moved out to gather the remaining peacekeepers, Tanner
considered the girl as she stood in front of him. Clearly, she was still
lost on the winds. Guilt suddenly plagued his consciousness. Hed been
wrong to question her motives yesterday. Just as she had said when she arrived,
she really was here to help. Vin laid a hand softly on her shoulder before
turning to walk away.
Slowly, Athena opened her eyes and watched the tracker retreat. Unlike the
others, this mans mind was free. He had learned much during his time
with the tribes. He was able to hear and speak with his heart as she did.
Yet, he concealed a profoundly intimate secret that he believed distinguished
him from his friends. He kept this confidence hidden so deep within, that
she had not been able to discover its nature. Now even his touch had not
cleared his thoughts for her to read. She saw instead something that worried
her. His gentle hand had revealed the path he was to walk. The trackers
touch told Athena that Vin was to question more than just her intentions
in the hours and days to come.
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