Thor returned the stare, relieved that Hammond and Tom stood nearby to watch his back. He glanced at his great-great-grandfather and the reverend. Their faces wore stoic masks as they stared straight ahead. No doubt, his sudden return surprised them. Thor drew in a long breath and directed his speech to the sheriff.“As I said before, I’m a distant relative of Anders. Some say we could almost pass as twins.”The sheriff shrugged. “What does this have to do with Mr. Davis’s charges?”“Davis has confused Anders with me, and I believe he knows it. He’s trying to get back at me by hurting my family.”“Are you admitting to stealing slaves from this gentleman?” Sheriff Gibson asked.Thor glanced at Davis. The man’s pale face colored to deep crimson. Something Thor said riled him. The lying jackass had better prepare himself because more of that was on the way.“No, Sheriff, I’m not admitting to that because Mr. Davis’s charges of slave stealing are false. Well, in regards to Anders, Reverend Brown, and me.
