Caleb found that almost reassuring.
There would be no dramatic gunfight in the street.
No instant justice.
Only people making choices and eventually answering for them.
Yet that evening, Caleb received another message.
The investigator had found something.
A surviving medical ledger from a Cheyenne charity clinic.
A woman approximately twenty-five years old had been brought in unconscious six weeks after Eleanor disappeared.
She had suffered a head injury.
She could not remember her surname.
The ledger listed only one name.
ELLIE.
Caleb stared at the paper until the letters blurred.
He saddled his horse.
Clara found him in the barn.
“Where are you going?”
“Cheyenne.”
“Tonight?”
“Yes.”
