Chapter 6
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“Where are you?” Colt asked when I picked up his call.
“Driving between jobs. Why?” I reached over and turned down the stereo.
I was in my truck with my work trailer towed behind.
My job was to take care of horses’ hooves.
I trimmed, shaped and shoed them. The animals needed this routine care so I went to ranches in the area and tended to the horses, taking all my tools with me.
I’d been on the east side of town at the Marsden ranch where I took care of four horses.
The place was on my monthly rotation, but a roan threw a shoe so it took me twice as long as I expected.
I was now behind, having two more jobs to get to before the sun went down.
“Lainey called. She’s in trouble.”
My fingers gripped the steering wheel, my mind instantly redirected to whatever bad thing happened to our sister. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to stop and turn around or floor it.
“Where?” I asked first.
“The Camden ranch.”
My heart skipped a fucking beat when he said that. “Katie’s place?”
“Yeah,” he confirmed. “Someone chucked a rock through the front window. Lainey called me freaked out.”
I clenched the wheel in a death grip.
“What the fuck? Is she hurt?”
I was going in the right direction, so I put my foot down on the accelerator. Except, fuck! I couldn’t go too fast towing the trailer.
“No. She’s fine.” Thank fuck. My kitten wasn’t hurt. Still, I had to see for myself. Find out what the fuck was going on.
“What about Lainey?” I asked.
There was a pause. “Wait. Who are you talking about?”
“Katie Camden.”
Another pause. “She’s fine, too, but no one smashes a window of someone they like.”
Which meant someone hated my girl. My jaw clenched. Kitten might be fine, but she was in danger. And I wasn’t there to protect her.
“I can be there in ten.”
Maybe eight.