She was curious about his house that faced the McCormick house across the hills. And even more curious about the two men who shared that home.As she saddled her horse, she felt the dark, brooding gaze of Alex fixed on her. They rarely spoke. She forced herself to show no emotions, neither fear nor anger, in his presence. She lifted her head in a challenge, mounted, and rode away without a backward glance.Behind her, Alex stood with fists clenched at his sides. The thought of her gnawed at his mind. She had already begun to act as if all of this were really hers.Patience, he cautioned himself. The lust for revenge that was growing like a cancer inside him would be all the sweeter, knowing he had to go slowly, until the time was right. Cameron McCormick would serve a useful purpose in his plot. And she would taste the bitter gall of defeat.As Cameron approached the Lampton land, its disuse was evident. All around her she noted the rotting fenceposts, the shabby outbuildings.The house was even worse than she had imagined from a distance.
