Chapter 53

“To arrest him!” Aaron glanced at Lennox through the dusty windshield.

“Aaron, I don’t have any evidence yet,” Uncle Will said, his voice slow and patient like it was when he explained something to a child.

“Everyone knows he shot Ian MacGregor!”

“What people know and what I can charge folks with are very often two different things.” Uncle Will sighed heavily. “Go home, Aaron. The situation is under control, okay? I promise.”

But what about Quinn? The longer Jimmy was a free man, the more danger Quinn was in. Except he couldn’t tell Uncle Will who Quinn really was, not after Quinn had sworn him and Charlie to secrecy.

“How is it under control? Jimmy MacGregor is a free man!”

“Aaron.” There was a hint of steel in Uncle Will’s voice now—he was suddenly very much the sheriff. “I’m telling you that it’s under control, okay?”

Aaron squeezed his eyes shut for a moment and tried his hardest to believe that. “Yeah, okay.”

“Go home,” Uncle Will repeated.