“What the hell is going on here? Who are those men?” “My daughter’s missing. I have to find her.” He swept a glance down the muddy hill. “Why are they—?” “I can’t talk now.” Luellen’s voice was tight with panic. “She’s in trouble. He told me.” “Who?” “The man. The one who’s dressed like a woman. He’s some kind of soldier.” The sheriff nodded. “Where did he go?” “Down the hill. Into the woods, maybe. Hell, I couldn’t see. Now I have to find my daughter before—” The sheriff pivoted sharply, gripping her arm. His eyes were icy. “Shut up.” “What are you—?” A Colt nudged the hollow beneath her throat. “I said shut up. Otherwise I’ll put three rounds into your neck. You know what a Colt can do at close range, don’t you?”
