“He’s a dog.”
Hayes swallowed.
“He’s her dog.”
Wyatt turned his pistol toward him.
“Excuse me?”
That was when Cora knew.
Hayes wasn’t one of them.
Not completely.
Not yet.
He was afraid of Wyatt.
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“He’s a dog.”
Hayes swallowed.
“He’s her dog.”
Wyatt turned his pistol toward him.
“Excuse me?”
That was when Cora knew.
Hayes wasn’t one of them.
Not completely.
Not yet.
He was afraid of Wyatt.
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