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That spawned a lot of yelling and hollering about their rights and legal representation. I slammed the door of the run closed and it automatically locked. I could barely hear all the curses and the shouted requests for lawyers and Public Defenders.

Billy leaned on the wall, grinning.

A good day for us.

Chapter Fourteen

Sunday, October 21st.

Wild Stallion Ranch.

I woke up to the comforting smells of the wood stove kicking out heat, and bacon frying in the kitchen. Two of my favorite aromas on a Sunday morning—or any morning.

The dogs weren’t on their beds in my room, so I figured Tammy had already let them out. She was no bother and I enjoyed having her around.

Billy stayed overnight at Brenda’s place again so Tammy and I were alone for breakfast. I didn’t know how she’d learned to cook, but she was pretty good at it. At the cleanup too.

“Are we gonna see if Outlaw likes his new trailer, Travis?”

“We’ll give it a try after breakfast. I wouldn’t want to try it if he was hungry. It would make him too mad.”

“I haven’t seen him get mad,” said Tammy. “Is it scary?”

“I’m pretty sure it will be. Outlaw is a stallion with a mind of his own. If he doesn’t want to get in the trailer we’re gonna have one helluva time convincing him to change his mind.”

After Tammy cleared the table and put our dishes in the sink, we bundled up to go to the barn and see how Outlaw liked his transportation to Texas.

Tammy stood with the barn door open while I led Outlaw out of his stall nice and quiet, and I talked to him the whole time, telling him how much he was going to like the trailer.

When we got to the little ramp at the back doors, he peered into the empty trailer and reared up on his hind legs nickering and shaking his head. An absolute no. He wasn’t going in.

Tammy squealed and jumped out of the way of Outlaw’s hooves coming crashing down while I grabbed hold of the bridle and tried to calm him down.

“He ain’t going in there, Travis. Sure don’t want to.”

“We might need Billy.”

Tammy nodded with a serious look on her pretty face. “I think we need Billy.”

We put Outlaw back in his stall and I was tempted to give him a carrot, but giving him a treat would only reinforce his bad behavior. “Sorry, no carrot. You weren’t at your best, boy. Better luck next time.”

As we drove to town to feed the prisoners, Tammy said, “He was scary when he was mad, Travis. He was so huge when he reared up like that.”

“Yep, he’s a big boy. Strong too.”

Mainliner Diner. Coyote Creek.

Tammy and I stopped at the diner first and picked up eight take-out breakfasts. The number of prisoners we were currently feeding made Maryanne laugh.

“What’s going on over there at the Coyote Creek Hotel? Free food and free beds, Sheriff. This is a record, isn’t it? You never had eight prisoners at once before. What’s happening? Is our county being hit by a crime wave?”

“When Monday morning rolls around, I’ll be getting rid of some of them at the courthouse. I’m pretty sure of that.”

“Doesn’t matter to us, Sheriff. More business for the diner if we’re feeding them three times a day.” She laughed.

Thinking of feeding them three times a day didn’t strike me as being funny at all. It was a godammed pain in the ass.

Sheriff’s Office. Coyote Creek.

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