Someone in town, must have talked. They came for me," she whispered, understanding immediately. "Because I can identify them." Yates nodded grimly. "I've sent men to alert the sheriff.
He'll organize a proper pursuit, but until they're caught. I'm a danger to everyone here," Bethany concluded, her voice strengthening with resolve. "I should leave." "Absolutely not," Yates and Martha said in unison. "This is the safest place for you," Yates continued firmly.
"We have men, weapons, and the advantage of familiar territory. No one's going to harm you here, but your men could get hurt because of me. My men know the risks of ranch life, he interrupted. And every one of them would stand against men like Decker regardless. It's not just about you, Bethany.
It's about what's right. She studied his face for a long moment, then nodded slowly. What do we do now? We stay vigilant. No one rides alone.
No one goes into town unaccompanied. He hesitated, then added. And I think you should learn to shoot. Her eyebrows rose in surprise, but she didn't object. All right, if you think it's necessary.
I do. In this territory, it's a useful skill regardless. He glanced at Martha. Will you be all right here with the house hands while I take a patrol around the perimeter? The housekeeper nodded firmly.
We'll be fine. I keep a shotgun under my bed, as you well know. Despite the gravity of the situation, Yates couldn't help but smile at her matterof fact tone. That I do. I'll be back in an hour or so.
Before he could leave, Bethany stepped forward and placed a hand on his arm. Be careful, she said softly. The touch and the concern in her eyes warmed him despite the circumstances. Always am. The night passed without incident, though no one at the lazy K slept much.
By morning, Sheriff Taylor and four deputies arrived, having tracked the Decker Gang's trail until it disappeared in the rocky terrain to the north. "They're headed for the high country," the sheriff informed Yates. "Army's been alerted. They won't get far. What about Miss Rose?"
Yates asked. "She's still in danger as long as they're free." Taylor nodded gravely. True enough. I can post a deputy here if you'd like.