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Of course, she noticed.
Her eyes softened.
I ignored it.
The truck sat empty.
Dust covered the hood.
No movement.
No sound.
No driver.
One of the boys pointed.
"There's somebody by the barn."
We all looked.
A man stepped from behind the building.
Mid-thirties.
Maybe older.
Tall.
Lean.
Expensive clothes.
Not a rancher.
Not local.
And judging by the expression on Sadie's face...
Definitely not welcome.
The man smiled.
I immediately disliked him.
"Sadie."
She went still.
Completely still.
The kind of stillness that means trouble.
The smile slipped from my face.
"Who is he?"
Sadie didn't answer.
