I let out a breath. Sweat rolls down my temples. The inside of my truck feels like an airless oven. “She’s gotta live on the ranch for a year—Mollie. Play pretend as the boss lady. Only way she’ll get her money. It’s in Garrett’s will.” Wyatt stares at me. “That makes zero sense.” “No shit. Garrett and Mollie didn’t talk much, sure, but he would’ve told me if she ever expressed any interest in the ranch. She would’ve visited, you know? To put her in charge of everything…” I shake my head. “Seems reckless.” “Garrett was not reckless.” “Exactly. Makes me feel like he’s sending us a message.” So
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