Chapter 40

“Do jou just want to shoot zhem? I do not wish it,” she replied.

At least one of the wagon drivers was looking nervously into the bushes on the far side of the road. Thick and concealing, they would provide near perfect cover from bullets, although he probably didn’t know the Craigslin would burn fiery holes through local shrubbery.

The outrider’s hand twitched toward his gun and Nigel shot him.

Everything happened very fast. The other outrider galloped off the way they’d come, throwing his gun down without remorse. The wagon driver dove into the bushes.