Chapter 12

“You tell me.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Saul insisted.

“Has anyone ever done that to you, Saul?”

“Well…I’ve had my share—”

“I sent for a mail-order bride but then changed my mind. I had already sent her the ticket and the money, but she never returned it, and then you showed up. Strange, don’t you think?”

“You changed your mind?” Saul asked timidly.

“Yeah.” Storm knew that Sable, being kin, must mean something to Saul, so he chose his words very carefully and heaped insult upon insult. “You know, I been thinkin’. Only a little whore would do something like that, don’t you think?”

“A whore?”

“Sure, a whore. She must be awfully desperate. Probably goes around conning men all the time. She’s probably one of them easy women. You know, a pushover?”

“Look,” Saul said, getting angry. “Maybe she had a good reason.”