Part 1 I didn’t fight for the house. Didn’t fight for the accounts, the cars, the properties, the monthly support that would have kept me comfortable for the rest of my life. Everyone expected me to fight — my friends, my attorney, the woman at the courthouse who handed me the forms with the particular…
Part 1 The instructions came in the elevator. “Stay near the bar area tonight,” Daniel said, adjusting his cufflinks without looking at me. “Let me work the room. You’ll only make things complicated.” I looked at the dress I had spent four evenings finishing at the kitchen table — emerald green, fitted at the waist,…
Chapter 1 The first thing Abigail Boone heard when she entered the Dead Lantern Saloon was a man laughing. Not a happy laugh. Not even a drunk one. It was the kind of laugh a man gave when he had found something weaker than himself and wanted everyone else to notice. “Lord, Martha,” someone called…
Chapter 1 By the time Ruth Hart climbed down from the wagon at Mercer Ranch, the house already looked like a place where hope had been folded up and put away. The curtains were drawn in broad daylight. No laughter came through the windows. And before Ruth had both feet on the ground, a man’s…
Part 1 Caleb brought me to that party the way he brought most things into his life. Not because he wanted me there. Because I completed the picture. Before we even walked through the ballroom doors at the Grand Meridian, he leaned toward me and said, quietly, the way he always said things he meant…
Chapter 1 Wyoming, 1879. The bride was nineteen years old and she carried two secrets beneath her wedding dress. The first was the small pearl-handled derringer hidden inside her corset — her grandmother’s gun, two shots. The second was the child growing in her belly, eight weeks along, the child of a boy named Tobin…
Chapter 1 “If he dies under your hands, Nurse Marin,” Captain Radu Vlas said, his voice sharp enough to scrape paint from the walls, “then at last the whole valley will have proof that you were never fit to care for anyone. The parlor of the boarding house clinic went still — not politely still,…
Chapter 1 Caleb Rourke had not cried since the winter morning they buried his wife beneath a cottonwood tree and the preacher forgot her middle name. He had stood beside the grave in his black coat, his hat clenched between both hands, while the wind tore across the Wyoming hills as if it meant to…
Chapter 1 The first thing Eliza Rowan heard was the gold. It struck the general store counter with a hard, unmistakable clatter — dense, real, obscene in a room where most people counted wealth in flour sacks and lamp oil. Then her father stepped forward. “Take the girl,” Warren Rowan said. He said it too…
Chapter 1 Wyoming Territory. Late autumn of 1881. Snow threatened the edges of the sky as Tessa Zimmerman gripped the reins with raw fingers and tried not to cry in front of her children. Her mare limped along the edge of the dry creek, one shoe missing. Beside her rode a borrowed wagon driven by…
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