Chapter 36
Her stomach coiled with nerves, her heart leaping like a jackrabbit as they finally approached the old property. She wiped her palms against her sweaty, dirty dress, ignoring the way her fingers trembled. Ben stopped near the well, dismounting and nodding in her direction. “Do what you have to do? But don’t take too long.”
Eliza dismounted, careful to tie the horse to the hitching post near the well. If firing started, she didn’t want her only way out to bolt with fear. “I’ll be right back,” she promised, avoiding eye contact.