A Cowboy's Pride. Karen Rock

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      “Katlynn’s only focusing on the feud.” Boyd dropped more sugar into his coffee. His spoon clanked against the mug’s sides as he stirred.

      “What guarantee do we have?”

      She met Cole’s direct stare head-on, determined to win him over for her show’s sake. “My word.”

      “You gave me your word once before,” he said slowly as though the words were razor blades, slashing his mouth as he released them. They cut her deep, too. “I haven’t forgotten how that worked out.”

      “Neither have I.”

      Boyd’s eyes flicked between them in the tense silence. “That’s water under the bridge, kids.”

      A muscle jumped in Cole’s jaw, and she carefully pried her clenched fingers from her mug handle.

      Boyd was right. Their broken engagement was yesterday’s news. Not worth covering. Or revisiting. No matter how the journalist in her wished to excavate their history for the answer to a basic question:

      Why hadn’t he loved her enough?

      “Katie-Lynn? What are you doing here?” A tall, dark-haired man dressed in a tan sheriff’s uniform appeared at the bottom of the stairs leading from the second-floor bedrooms. In three giant strides, Cole’s younger brother and Carbondale’s local sheriff, Travis, swept her into his arms for a tight hug.

      “She goes by Katlynn now,” Cole said.

      “Your father gave my show permission to shoot some episodes about your feud with the Cades.” She eased away and grinned up at Travis extra wide, since it seemed to get under a fidgeting Cole’s skin.

      “Scandalous History, right?”

      At her nod, Travis turned to his father. “Why didn’t you say something?”

      “Wanted Cole to know first.”

      Travis’s broad smile fell and his chiseled features, slightly more refined than Cole’s, sobered. “Right.” He shot his brooding older brother a long look before heading to the coffee machine. “What’ve you learned so far?”

      “We’re still in preliminary stages, so I don’t know much beyond what I grew up hearing. I plan on interviewing family members, consulting with local historians and digging through old town records for land surveys and such.”

      “Will that clear up our water rights dispute?” Cole asked.

      She remembered the restrictions keeping the Lovelands’ ranch on the brink of bankruptcy back in high school. “It’s something I’m going to investigate.”

      “I’ll see if the sheriff’s office has anything.” Travis poured himself a cup of coffee and drank it black, his hip propped against the counter.

      “That’d be a big help. Thanks.” Katlynn settled back in her chair and peered at the three handsome men. Lovelands were legendary for their incredible good looks and their willingness to lend a hand when needed. They were strong, principled men of action few dared to cross. “Would any of you know if correspondence between Maggie Cade and Everett Loveland exists? Letters? A journal Everett might have kept?”

      Boyd shook his head slowly. “Not that I know of, but you’re welcome to check through the house and property.”

      “We’ve also got cabins that once housed ranch hands. Some haven’t been occupied in decades.” Travis drained his mug and rinsed his cup. “If Maggie and Everett met in private, one of those might have been the spot.”

      “A lover’s nest...” Boyd mused.

      Her nose tingled, itching as it always did whenever she caught scent of a lead. “Great. No telling where the clues are, but I’m determined to uncover what happened between those two.”

      “It’s not a mystery,” Cole said. “The Cades, hotheaded as always, jumped to conclusions when they discovered Everett by their runaway daughter’s lifeless body and their family brooch...”

      “Cora’s Tear,” Travis supplied.

      “Right, and the jewel missing.” Cole passed a hand over his thick black hair. “Then they strung up Everett, no questions asked, since they decided he must have coerced their innocent daughter to steal the priceless heirloom. They dispensed prairie justice like outlaw vigilantes.”

      “And the murderers broke out of jail and hid in the mountains, harassing our ranch for years.” Travis squinted out the window at nearby Mount Sopris as if wishing he could travel back in time to apprehend them personally.

      Hopefully, she’d bring the family closure and justice.

      “Are you planning on digging up our property to search for the jewel? It’ll disrupt operations during our busy season.” Cole leaned forward, elbows bent.

      “We might excavate a few areas if we have a strong lead,” Katlynn said. “I’ll follow the facts where they lead me.”

      “Spoken like a true investigator.” Travis shot her a smile, donned his hat then opened the door. “Y’all have a good day.”

      “The jewel isn’t on this land,” Cole insisted.

      “Guess we’ll see.”

      “What makes you think Everett took it?” Boyd asked.

      “He was the last one seen with Maggie, and the Cades don’t have it... If your family took the jewel, it’d explain the bump in business for Loveland Hills after Cora’s Tear went missing. Some say your family may have sold it and used the money to expand your operation. In that case, the jewel would be long gone... However, my preliminary research reveals no transactions or sightings of the infamous piece.”

      “This investigation might stir up trouble between our families again. Discord we don’t need.”

      Her heart squeezed when she spied Cole’s concerned expression, his gaze on his father. Boyd had gone through a lot, and Cole was loyal to those he loved.

      When push came to shove, he’d picked his family, his ranch, his old life, over a new one with her.

      “The truth will set you free,” Boyd said. “We need to lift this cloud. It’s been hanging over us for too long.”

      “If Katie-Lynn proves Cora’s Tear was here, and our ancestors sold it—which I doubt—then we may as well give James Cade our ranch. We couldn’t pay back its worth.”

      Katie-Lynn.

      He refused to use her new name, see the person she’d become. Knowing Cole, this would be an ongoing battle of wills. “What’s James Cade got to do with it?”

      At her question, Cole shot his father a warning look. “Pa...”

      “She may as well know all.” Boyd’s lips drooped in the corners. “We’re on the brink of foreclosure. A while back James Cade privately offered to buy the ranch at full market value and СКАЧАТЬ