The Reluctant Outlaw

How foolish she’d been to leave Evan Harrison’s protection! He was an outlaw, yes, but he hadn’t harmed her. He had even promised to escort her home!

With Lenny Fitzgerald calling the shots, her life could be over in the blink of an eye.

“Last I saw him, he was alive and well,” she said.

“How did you manage to steal his horse?”

“He let his guard down.”

“We won’t do that, will we, Art?” Fitzgerald shot Art a warning glare.

Juliana swallowed hard. This conversation was going nowhere fast. Her gaze darted around, looking for a weapon of some kind. If she could delay him just long enough for her to get a head start, she was sure Lucky could outrun his mount. Besides, the man was half-drunk. He’d be slower than normal.

Her gaze landed on the cast-iron skillet resting above the flames. Melted fatback popped and hissed. An idea seized her, and she acted on it before she could change her mind.

Leaning forward, she reached out a hand. “Mind if I help myself to some more meat?”

He eyed her a moment, then shrugged his beefy shoulders.

Inhaling deeply, she grabbed the handle and slung the skillet upwards, the burning hot liquid spilling out to splatter across his face and neck. He yelped in pain, his hands clawing at his face.

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