Chapter 6As soon as they reached Sacramento, Thomas felt torn. He knew he should turn Leon in, but that meant he’d have to lose the warm pressure of Leon’s chest against his back. That meant never seeing Leon again. That meant going back on his promise to give Leon a decent meal, and though he knew he didn’t owe Leon s**t, he also knew he wasn’t the sort of man to go back on his word. But he wasn’t even sure what his word meant when Leon was sporting vibrant bruises on his throat, neck, and jaw, and could barely sit on the back of Max without wincing.
He didn’t stop Max as they passed the sheriff’s office. Leon was tense behind him, and he didn’t relax when Thomas kept the horse loping down the street. He didn’t stop until he reached the Hotel Sacramento. Maybe he didn’t owe Leon a meal,
