Chapter 7: The Remnants of Aiden
“Hey, Sheriff.” Hank the Elder’s tone sank, thick with obvious displeasure. “Don’t interfere with my business. The horse is mine, and I can sell it to whomever I please. That’s…
“Hey, Sheriff.” Hank the Elder’s tone sank, thick with obvious displeasure. “Don’t interfere with my business. The horse is mine, and I can sell it to whomever I please. That’s…