The Echoes of Red Knife
A bound woman walked into the dusty yard of Silas Thorne under a burning sky, and within minutes, a deadly game of betrayal and memory began to unfold. No one knew that the heavy ropes binding her wrists were meant to choke the rancher's soul long before any bullet ever flew. The cavalry arrived at Copper Hollow beneath a sky the color of burning copper, and the moment Silas Thorne saw what, or rather, who, they had brought with them, he knew trouble had finally found his ranch. The soldiers looked half-dead from the trail. Dust coated their sweat-soaked uniforms. Their exhausted horses stumbled into the yard, foam clinging to their bridles as rifles flashed beneath the dying sunlight. But nobody was watching the weapons. Every eye was fixed on the woman walking between the horses. Her wrists were bound tightly with rawhide, the narrow …