Jesse greeted the colonel and Maggie and Abby walked out into the yard. The officer stared at her a long time. “Are you the Black Widow?” the man asked, his eyes straying to Abby, who was right behind her. He looked at all three of them and seemed to put it all together. The colonel was a stout man with graying hair and eyes. “I am, yes, sir.” Maggie licked her suddenly dry lips and waited in anticipation. “We thought you were hung.” He looked at her with a frown. “They never got around to it, I guess. You kept them too busy.” Maggie sighed. “Well, no matter. I’m here to inform you of some disturbances in the Greenville area. We’ll be enforcing marshal law there for the time being. It seems some of the rebels haven’t understood that the war is over, and are still trying to fight it. Especially since a local politician has aroused their ire. Anyway, your life could be in danger, here.
