Chapter 4: Edie Meets a Tiger
Edie was still washing when she heard the commotion. The sheep and goats were making a dreadful racket, baaing and wailing much louder than she had ever heard them, even when they were on the move. Then the herd dogs joined in, giving tongue like Edie had never heard before. She didn’t have her stays on. Or her chemise. Or anything. She hastily pulled her dress over her head, grabbed the pistol she kept by her camp bed, and dashed out toward the noise in her bare feet, hair flying.
She ran without a thought. She didn’t know where anyone else was, but she assumed Henry and Captain Carruthers and the young men had already started the day of surveying they had planned last night. She and Jones had discussed riding out to look at the ruined caravanserai they had
