I’m home.
EPILOGUE
MARA
One Year Later
“Colin Shaw, if you look at me before I reach the end of this aisle, I will turn around.”
“I’m not looking.”
“He’s looking,” Trigger says.
“Shut up.”
“He’s definitely looking.”
I stand behind the closed tavern doors, holding a bouquet of Texas wildflowers.
Nora adjusts the skirt of my dress.
Rylie fixes one loose strand of my hair.
Outside, the backyard of the Last Stand Tavern is filled with everyone we love.
Rangers.
Deputies.
Magnolia Ladies.
Twenty-three families.
They came to Eagle River for yesterday’s memorial dedication.
Twenty-three names are carved into black granite beside Grant’s.
No erased files.
No missing men.
No forgotten graves.
Arthur Harlan is awaiting trial on twenty-four murder charges, conspiracy, obstruction, and treason.
Captain Fred Miller accepted a plea agreement and will spend the rest of his life in federal prison.
Hampton pleaded guilty to shooting Parker and received a reduced sentence in exchange for his testimony.
Kane remains under federal protection while investigators work through fifteen years of evidence.
He sent one message for today.
Tell Doc I’m sorry I can’t be there.
Colin didn’t answer.
Not yet.