“Kings.” I looked back to Mags. Even though we didn’t serve together, we were both Marines. That made us brothers. We had shared a lot over whiskey and campfires since he came to Hallow Ranch, war stories and such. I trusted this man with my life. So, when he held my eyes and said, “Something isn’t right.” My gut believed him. Something wasn’t right. Cathy came to the ranch twice in one day. It reeked of desperation and something else. “You’re getting that feeling, aren’t you?”
