Chapter 23
Loretta stood inside the tent, trying to see everything without giving away her uneasiness. She'd known Bill for a long while now, but she hadn't spoken to him for nearly a year.
He certainly wasn't aligned with Rhysto, but she had no way to know what other arrangements he might have made. A deep voice floated out of the dim space.
"Loretta Schofield. When my man Rullin told me you were at my door, I was certain he was deceiving me. To what do I owe this distinct pleasure?"
"Bill. Do raise the lights so I may look upon you. It's been far too long."
She heard the rumbling laugh she remembered quite well, and the lamp in the middle of the tent grew brighter. A wiry man with fine, dark features sat on the ground beside a low table. He wore loose clothes not much different from
