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When Lauren and Chase got off their horses, Chase rushed over to a somber Amos. Lauren took Lucy to her stall and began the rubdown. Chase, after a quick word with Amos, was back on Midnight and riding out of the barn into the rain without so much as a good-bye. Not wanting to pry, she didn't ask Amos where Chase was going. She was sure if he'd wanted her to know, he would tell her. He was a man who did as he pleased without anyone's permission, especially on his own ranch. Nevertheless, a plethora of worrisome thoughts invaded her mind. Did he go to see Edie? Had more horses been stolen? Was the fence line cut again? Oh God! What if they found another body? By the time she had finished grooming the horse, the rain had dwindled. She ran through the light drizzle to the house to get cle