Chapter 94

I turned back to Gideon. “Do you know who those three strangers we killed were?”

He nodded and explained he had gone on the singing wire to determine they were three ne’er-do-wells who’d come up on the run out of Arkansas a step ahead of a murder charge. Luke Weathers had been married to the young woman who’d come at me with a shotgun. Jim Weathers was his younger brother with a reputation for abusing women. He was likely the one who’d raped and beaten the sheriff’s wife. No one knew the infant girl’s name.

We examined the idea of Gideon stepping out and reasoning with Landreth when the sheriff arrived, but concluded Landreth would just shoot him and claim that I did it. By the time darkness was falling, we’d come up with no better idea than to spend the night in the cabin again. At the last minute, I determined to go to the house so that I could answer, provided Landreth gave me the courtesy of hailing me before trying to kill me. 29