Only my brother would ride to and from town when it’s this hot. And he’d only do it if he had money to collect from his weekly poker game. Wiping my eyes on my shirt, I stick my head out the window. “Please tell me you took some rich motherfucker for all he was worth.” Wyatt turns his head and grins down at me from the saddle. “You’re the only rich motherfucker left in these parts. How’s it feel, being owner of Lucky Ranch?” I squint up at my brother. A beat passes. He frowns, pulling on his horse’s reins. “Shit.” “Yep.” “What happened?” “No idea. Garrett forgot to update his will maybe? I
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