“I’m giving this one more day.” Luke didn’t need to be reminded that Dare was losing his mind worrying about Glynna Greer. “You don’t know how she looked!”“Now, Dare,” Luke began, “we’ve got Dodger watching—”“I know it.” Dare surged away from the table. “But if Greer turns his fists on her again, even if Janet signals for help, Glynna might not survive another beating. I know we need Bullard out of the picture and the sheriff out of town.”“A few more men left Greer’s ranch.” Luke wanted to go in as badly as Dare.“We’re more concerned with not taking a risk than we are with protecting that woman.” Dare slashed a hand like he was wielding a saber.“There’ll be no protecting her if we get ourselves killed, Dare.” Big John rarely moved when he could avoid it, but he was a man Luke wanted in a fight. Big John never quit. He wasn’t as ruthless as Vince. He wasn’t as fast with a gun as Luke, and in all modesty, Luke figured he, Dare, and Vince were all smarter than Big John.
