Read The Sheriff Catches a Bride Online

Authors: Cora Seton

Tags: #Romance, #Cowboys, #Contemporary, #Adult

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Fila nodded, her eyes bright with tears. “Yes, I think so. He’s a bad man.”

“How did you get away?” Morgan asked. “You must have been terrified!”

“Are you hurt?” Autumn said. “Should we call a doctor?”

“Wait,” Rose said, feeling like she’d lost the thread of the story somewhere. “Are you talking about the Taliban? Are you one of them?”

A tear spilled down Fila’s cheek. “I am an American,” she said, her voice breaking. “I was born here, I grew up here until I was twelve. I never wanted to leave. My family went back to Afghanistan for a visit.” She held her hands up in a pleading gesture. “My parents were killed by the Taliban. I was taken. I was raised by them. They thought they had made me one of their own. You have to understand how badly I wanted to come home. I waited so long.” Emotion clogged her voice and Rose wanted to comfort her but she knew they needed to hear it all. “I finally got my chance. When I learned I was coming to America, I knew I could get free.”

Rose was speechless. But Claire remained focused. Once again her sharp voice pierced through the rest of their murmurs. “Do these terrorists know where you are?”

Fila shook her head. “They don’t know what I look like. The men who brought me here are not my relatives, so they have not seen me without my burqa.”

“What burqa?” Claire pressed.

“How did you get away?” Rose asked, finally able to speak again.

“In the airport in New York. I said I needed…” she waved a hand as if struggling for the words. “I went to the ladies’ room, I took off my burqa, and…” she shrugged expressively. “They did not know who I was when I walked out!”

Rose laughed in disbelief. “That’s amazing.” Claire looked skeptical.

“I took trains, a bus, a car…” Fila said. “I kept coming until I made it here.”

“Because you wanted to see my mother?” Morgan said.

“No, I knew she had passed and I am so sorry for this. Many women in my country are sorry. But I had to thank the daughter who made a donation in her name. Without it, I would not be here today. I would not be free.”

The women looked at each other. “That was me,” Morgan said slowly. “When we found out what Mom had been doing when she traveled each year, I sent a donation to the organization she worked for over there. I thought she’d want me to.”

“Looks like it paid off,” Autumn said. “What will you do now, Fila? Do you have somewhere to go?”

Fila shook her head and dropped her gaze to her lap again.

“She’ll stay here in Chance Creek, of course,” Claire said, her voice hard. “She’s not going back, that’s for sure.”

Hope swelled inside Rose. If Claire approved of that plan then it was bound to work out.

“It’s not going to be easy, though,” Autumn warned. “Do you have any right to be in the United States?”

“Yes,” Fila said softly. “I am a United States citizen.”

“That’s why you speak English so well,” Morgan said. “Because you grew up here.”

Fila’s relief at being understood was evident.

“You have to tell someone about those men, though,” Rose said.

They all turned to Fila and she nodded. “Of course,” she said softly.

“Won’t that be dangerous?” Autumn said.

No one answered.

“I’m telling you
I saw them. Four Middle Eastern men driving right through town, as bold as can be.”

Cab resisted the urge to haul Kevin inside and lock him up in a cell beside Jason. He’d almost made it out the door of the jail when the old man came hobbling in looking for him.

“Why shouldn’t four Middle Eastern men drive through Chance Creek? It’s a free country last time I looked.” He had to get back to Rose and sort things out with her, before she drove herself wild with recriminations and self-doubt. He had to find the woman Jason managed to lose, too. This Fila person.

“Because they were looking for trouble. Anyone could see that.”

“Four men driving through town does not mean trouble,” Cab said, “or there’d be trouble every day of the week.”

“They were looking for something,” Kevin said. “Probably looking for the best place to plant a bomb.”

“Time to call it a night, old man.” Cab was pushed to his limit.

“Who you calling an old man?”

“No one.” Cab sighed. “Let’s get you home.”

“Aren’t you going to look for them?”

“No, I’m going to go home and check on Rose. She’s had a rough day.”

“Home. You mean Carl’s place? You left her there alone?” Kevin said. “At night? With all that fancy art and stuff he’s got in his house? I bet those crazy foreigners are heading out there to rob the place. How do you think they buy those bombs?”

“For the love of God.” Cab turned on the older man. “There are no terrorists in Chance Creek. There will be no attacks. I’ve been on my feet all day and I’m tired. Maybe if you did a lick of work you’d know what that’s like.” He regretted the words instantly and reached out as Kevin turned away. “Now, hold on there, Kevin. I’m sorry…”

“No.” Kevin shook his head, leaning heavily on his cane. “I know I’m not good for much these days, Cab. You don’t have to pretend otherwise. I do what I can. I like to think I’m watching out for the town if nothing else. Lived here my whole life.”

“I know that, and I’m sorry I was tense with you. Let’s get you home.”

“Let’s go to Carl’s first. I’ll help you check it out.”

“Not tonight.” Cab helped the man to the front seat of his truck and drove him home through the quiet streets. First Jason’s appearance, then his insistence on the existence of a woman in Alan’s cab who obviously was never there, now Kevin’s nonsense. What a night. He couldn’t wait to get home.

He hoped Rose was still there.

When they reached Kevin’s house he helped the old man up to his door and saw him inside. As he returned to his truck, his cell phone rang. “Yeah? What is it?”

“Cab? It’s Alan. You’re not going to believe this. I’ve been debating for an hour whether to call you or not. I feel like an idiot…”

“Spit it out, Alan,” Cab said, but he had a sinking feeling he knew what the man was going to say.

“Did you happen to see a woman at your house after I left? I totally forgot about her, what with Jason taking a swing at you and all the hullaballoo. I didn’t think to even check the back seat until I was back to town and then she wasn’t there.”

“Who wasn’t there?”

“The woman with Jason. The one who was supposed to go to the Cruz ranch. Said she was looking for Claire?”

Hell
. “No, I didn’t see her, but Jason mentioned her, too. I’ll go look into it.”

“Let me know when you find her,” Alan said. “I should have called earlier. I should have gone back.”

“Don’t worry. We’ll sort it all out.” Cab clicked the phone closed. A knock on his window nearly startled him out of his skin. He bit back a swear word as he rolled the window down. Kevin leaned inside, gesturing to Cab’s phone.

“Was that about the terrorists?”

“She should stay here,”
Rose said. “Cab’s the sheriff; she’ll be safe with him.”

“At the ranch we’ve got Rob, Jamie and Ethan,” Morgan countered. “We can call Rob’s brothers, too, and the hired hands. We can have an army over there to protect her.”

“She should be in town,” Claire said. “That’s much safer than on one of the ranches.”

“What does Fila want to do?” Autumn broke in.

All eyes turned to where Fila sat sipping the hot tea Rose had made for her. Fila scanned their faces. “I know I must speak to the police. I will… tomorrow.” She turned a pleading gaze to Rose. “I have traveled so far. I am tired.”

“Of course,” Autumn said. “You need a good night’s sleep and then you can face everything in the morning. I’ll call Ethan and get all the men together. You’ll be surrounded by guards,” she assured her.

Fila shook her head, tears gathering in her eyes again. “I have been surrounded by guards for more than ten years. Please… let me have one night…”

The other women glanced at each other. “But you need to be safe,” Morgan said gently.

“I know where to take her,” Rose said, and Fila lifted her gaze to hers, relief flooding her face. She nodded and Rose knew they were thinking the same thing.

“Where?” Claire said.

Rose took a breath. “That’s what makes it perfect; even you won’t be able to guess where it is. But it’s safe, I guarantee it. No one will ever find us there.”

Autumn frowned. “Why can’t you tell us?”

“Because I’ve been surrounded by guards for years, too,” Rose said. “I have to have one place I can run to when I need to be alone. Somewhere I can think things through without anyone influencing me. I just found this one. I’m not ready to give it up yet.”

After a long moment Autumn nodded. “I guess I understand that.”

“I don’t,” Claire said.

Autumn put a hand on her arm. “Rose knows what she’s doing.”

Rose set about gathering supplies, hoping Autumn was right. “The only thing is, I need a car. My truck is still in the shop.”

“Take mine,” Morgan said and handed her the keys.


Chapter Fourteen

F
ila kept quiet
as the women bustled about, preparing for their departure. She didn’t say a word when Morgan handed Rose a set of keys and Rose led her from the enormous house to a shiny pickup truck. She even held her tongue as Rose drove down the long driveway and turned in the opposite direction of the woods. The fact that Rose took great pains to hide their destination comforted her.

Even after the car behind them took the rest of the women down the lane to another ranch, Rose continued. She drove in a wide loop around dark country roads. Finally, a half-hour later, she slowed down, pulled to the side of the road, then eased the truck between the trees until it was hidden behind them.

“The fewer people who know where we are, the better,” she said to Fila.

Fila agreed. She was so tired she could barely stand, but she took the bags that Rose handed her and followed her into the darkness a quarter-mile or so into the woods until Rose’s flashlight lit on the ladder to the tree house.

“Here we are,” Rose said brightly.

They clambered up and Rose quickly arranged the contents of the small space, setting the flashlight on the ground and covering it with a cloth so its glow was muted. She clicked a canister into the small propane heater in the corner of the room. She made two beds out of the sleeping bags and other covers.

“Keep your clothes on,” Rose said. “It’s going to be cold out here tonight, but these are down sleeping bags. They’re meant for it.”

To Fila the makeshift bed felt like heaven. No one would look for her here. She was safe.

“I’m so glad you made it here.” Rose reached out from her own bed and squeezed Fila’s hand. She turned off the flashlight and Fila could make out stars in the sky outside the tree house’s windows. She’d seen those same stars in the village a half a world away just a few nights ago. But while the stars kept to their places in the sky, her whole life had changed.

“What do you mean
they left?” Cab looked from one guilty face to another. Autumn, Claire and Morgan sat in a line on the sofa in the Big House living room, and he planned to keep them there until he got some real answers. He’d returned to Carl’s house to find the lights blazing, but no one home. Rose left a note saying she was tired and was calling it a night, but she didn’t say where she intended to spend it and she said nothing about a foreign woman, either.

Cab had searched the house thoroughly and made a circuit outside, then remembered Jason said Fila’s destination was the Cruz ranch. He drove the few miles there quickly, sure he’d find both Rose and the stranger ensconced in the Big House. When he arrived he found Autumn, Claire and Morgan, but Rose and the stranger were nowhere to be seen. The other women were shocked to find out he knew about Fila, and he was able to bully them into exposing most of the information he wanted. But not the most important piece.

“Rose took Fila somewhere safe for the night,” Claire said.

“Where?”

Claire shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know.”

Cab didn’t believe her. “Why wouldn’t she tell you?”

“She thinks Fila may be in danger,” Autumn said. “We all do.”

“Which is why you’re going to tell me where she is—so I can go protect them.” Cab’s voice rose. Normally he didn’t have a problem keeping his cool in sticky situations, but not where Rose was concerned. She was out there somewhere with a woman no one knew, a woman more than one person thought was in danger.

The women exchanged a look. “Cab,” Morgan said. “Fila has come a long way.” She retold the story in a few sentences and the knot in Cab’s stomach tightened by the minute. He didn’t recognize his own voice when he spoke again, it was so twisted with anger.

“She’s got terrorists coming after her? Are you shitting me?”

“Fila said there’s no way they could know she’s here,” Morgan said. “They don’t even know what she looks like.”

Cab couldn’t believe what he was hearing, and he couldn’t believe Rose—his Rose—was mixed up in all of this. Suddenly Kevin’s paranoia didn’t seem so paranoid.

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