Somehow, the ugly rumors had traveled three hundred miles to reach Sabrina. Now, everyone stood, watching and waiting for his response, while he attempted to regain his composure. “Honey, I’m surprised at you. Why in the world would you ask that question?” “The telegram said the ranch was in financial trouble,” Sabrina replied anxiously. Jed ran his hand through his hair. He hadn’t expected his daughter to confront him with his biggest concern. “You’re worrying over nothing. Once I get our cattle up the trail to Dodge City and sold, things will be fine.” “You would tell me if we were in serious trouble, wouldn’t you, Dad?” Sabrina asked, her voice tinged with apprehension. “Of course. Now go get cleaned up. I don’t want to hear any more of this nonsense.” Jed watched Sabrina direct one last chilly stare at Patrick. The air crackled with tension as Patrick acknowledged her message with a sardonic smile.
